NothinButAttitude

INT. WOAK (EDITING ROOM) Luke and Noah lie nude, intertwined on the floor, asleep. Luke, head lying on Noah’s sweaty, glistening chest awakens and gently kisses Noah’s nipples before working his way up to his neck. Luke: (between kisses) Time to wake up. Noah grins as he enjoys this moment of ecstasy. Luke kisses his neck. Noah: You know you’re hitting my hot spot. Luke: I know. And thank you. I needed that badly. Noah: I could tell. Luke kisses Noah and the lips and then gets up, putting his clothes back on. Noah: What are you doing? Luke: I have work to do. These videos won’t edit themselves. Noah: Then I’ll help you. Now lie back down. Luke: You do realize that the janitor will be on duty soon. He does check this room. I doubt he wants to see me getting my back broke. Noah: So. Who cares? Luke: I do. Now how long are you going to be in town? Noah: As long as you’re here. Luke: (taken back) W-what? Noah: I told you that I’m not about to lose you again. Noah grabs Luke by the neck and pulls him in for a deep, passionate kiss—so hot it could melt the paint off the walls. CUT TO EXT. SNYDER FARM Carly and Jack, dressed nicely in black, holding hands, head to the porch. Their kids tag close by followed by Janet, Dusty, Holden, Emma, and Aaron. Emma: C’mon, kids. Let’s go inside. I have some homemade ice cream in the icebox. Emma heads inside with JJ, Parker, and Sage, who is carrying baby Nora. Carly looks at Jack, who eyes are puffy red. It’s apparent that he’s been crying. Carly takes a Kleenex from her purse and wipes his face. Janet: I’m so sorry about Deloris, Jack. She was so nice to me when I was dating Brad. Jack: Thanks, Janet. I just wish that I gotten closer to her over the years . . . allowed the kids to get close to her. Holden: What’s done is done. Don’t live with regrets, Jack. Carly: Yes, baby. Holden is right. You and Deloris didn’t have the best relationship, but now you must find a way to put things at peace. Jack: You’re right. (looks around) Where’s Aaron? Holden: Where is he? Everyone looks around for Aaron. Holden catches Aaron sitting on a tree stump nearby. Something is bothering Aaron and Holden wants to know. Holden: Excuse me, guys. Holden departs from the crowd. Jack: (wiping tears) So glad to see you two getting along. Carly: Say what? Jack: You heard me. Both you and Janet have been a real help to me the past few weeks. Janet: (placing hand on Carly’s shoulder) We have to get along seeing as we’ll be working together. Carly scowls at the thought of working with Janet but doesn’t allow either one of them to see it. Woman’s Voice: Jack! Jack turns to see an old friend standing behind him. She’s also dressed nicely. ANNOUNCER: The role of ADRIENNE POINTDEXTER is being played by Noelle Beck. Adrienne advances towards a stunned Jack and wraps her arms around him. Jack, a first for today, laughs and hugs her. Carly: (to Janet) Umm . . . who is she? Janet: Adrienne Pointdexter . . . On Janet not too pleased to see her, FADE OUT FADE IN INT. JAVA Mo and Allison still stare each other down as Jami watches on, still sipping her tea. Mo: Once again, can I help you? Allison: You can. Stay away from Casey. Mo: Excuse me, b*tch? Allison: Did I stutter? Mo: You better hope you did, heffa. Allison: Or what? Mo: (to Jami) Oooo! Did this b*tch just challenge La Diva?! Mo grabs the butter knife off the table and swipes it Allison, who dodges being cut by the blade. Everyone in the room is paying full attention to this altercation. Mo: Don’t get sliced up in here, Blondie! Jami gets up and stands between the two. Jami: Put the knife down, Mo! Allison: Yeah. You better listen to her before you get hurt with that knife, you hood rat. Mo: Hood rat? Girl stop. Would a hood rat ever look as glamorous as La Diva? Dressed to nines in Chanel, and sporting red bottoms? I think not. Allison: Who is “La Diva?” Mo: Me. Allison bursts into laughter. Mo tries to make a go for Allison but Jami prevents her. Meanwhile, Casey & MJ make their way into the restaurant and up to the women. Casey: What’s going on? Mo: This mess you were involved with decided to take it upon herself and warn me about talking to you. Casey: What? Allison! Allison: Casey, I’m not about to let you get involved with an unsavory character. Jami: Unsavory character? You don’t even know her. Mo: You better get this b*tch, Casey! Before I coat this wall with red—HER BLOOD! Casey: (to Allison) Who are you to talk? Ex-porn star. . . Mo: Porn star?! I knew there was something real gutter butt about you girl! Casey: . . . Serial adulteress. You’re the only one that’s unsavory. Hurt, Allison storms out of the restaurant. Casey turns to Mo, who is still disturbed by the entire ordeal. Casey: I am so— Mo: No. Don’t. It’s not your fault. Some people just don’t know when to let go. Casey: Yeah . . . (noticing Jami) Oh! You must be the new intern that MJ is always talking about. Mo glances at Jami with a “I told you so” grin. Meanwhile, MJ blushes as he is embarrassed. Jami: (awkwardly) I guess so. . . (shaking Casey’s hand) Jami Sartell, by the way. Mo: Well since we all know each other, I had an idea. . . Jami: Monique . . . Mo: (ignoring her) How about a double date? Me and Casey. MJ and Jami. How about it? Casey: I think it’s an excellent idea. How about tomorrow? Jami: I think I’m on— Mo: (silencing her) She’s all for it. You pick the time and place. Casey: Will do. Mo smiles as she drags a bewildered Jami out, and CUT TO EXT. SNYDER FARM Picking up where we left off with Jack, Carly, Janet, and Adrienne . . . Adrienne: Oh my God. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, Jack. You look great! Jack: (blushing) Thanks. Carly clears her throat, gaining Jack’s attention. Jack: Oh—this is my wife, Adrienne. (pulling Carly next to him) Carly, this Adrienne. She use to go out with Brad back in high school. Carly: Oh really? (pointing to Janet) I thought she did? Adrienne glances back and finally acknowledges Janet. She cuts her eyes at her and goes back to ignoring her. Janet: Adrienne . . . you look nice after all these years. Adrienne: So do you . . . and your child bearing hips. Jack’s jaw drops. Janet laughs slightly as it’s on for her. Carly watches on enthused as once again, she is drama free. Janet: Well that’s because I’ve been able to get a man to have kids with me. Adrienne: Is that so? I heard that Brad didn’t even know about your first bundle of joy, and Jack here was supposedly the father of the second, but wasn’t. Still sluttin’ around, huh, Juicy? Carly: Oh wow. . . Janet: I can still see that you’re jealous. Let me give you something else to hate about (show wedding ring) I’m married. Adrienne: Really? Who was brave enough to do that? Janet: His name is Dusty Donovan. Adrienne: And he didn’t flee in the opposite direction? That’s shocking. Honey, just because he put a ring on your finger doesn’t change your spots. You might need H and O to spell housewife, but you’ll never be one. Carly: Did she just call you a h*?! (nudging Janet) You gonna let her call you out? Jack: Carly! (to Janet & Adrienne) Now c’mon now you two . . . Brad would not want you two fighting. Carly: Oh please. Brad would’ve enjoyed this. Well the old Brad would’ve. Adrienne: Jack, no worries. I just came to pay my respects seeing as I wasn’t able to make Brad’s funeral. Janet: I don’t know why. Deloris hated you. Carly: (to Adrienne) You too?! Girl, she hated me— Jack: Carly! Carly: I’m gonna just go into the kitchen. Jack: You do that. Carly heads into the house. Adrienne: Regardless of how your mother felt, I respected her, Jack. Janet: (tuts) So fake. Adrienne scowls at Janet for second, then Adrienne: I just wanna let you know that I’ll be in town for a few days. Jack: Sounds great. Where will you be staying? Adrienne: The Lakeview. Jack: Wonderful. Just stop by and see me, Carly, and the kids before you leave. Adrienne: Will do. Adrienne kisses Jack on the cheek. Adrienne: So good to see you again. Janet: Goodbye! Adrienne flicks Janet “the bird” and walks off. Holden walks over and rejoins Janet and Jack. Holden: Who was that? Jack: An old friend of mine and Brad. Janet: A hater. Holden: Alright. . . Jack: How’s Aaron? Holden: Not good. The funeral is causing him to worry about Julie—you know with her being sick and all. Jack: Yeah . . . Holden: I told him to take a walk. I hope he’ll be alright. CUT TO EXT. OUTSKIRTS OF THE FARM Aaron walks down the dirt road, in deep thought when all of a sudden a car speed down the road towards him. Aaron notices it and rolls out of the way. The car stops and a woman steps out. Woman: You alright?! Aaron gets up and dusts himself off. Aaron: Not so much. My life just flashed before my eyes. Why are speeding down this road anyways?! Woman: I said that I’m sorry. Aaron: You ought to be. You could’ve killed someone. Woman: Look. . . I’m just trying to get to Oakdale. Aaron: Well you’re almost there. Just outside of it. Woman: Good. Do you need a ride back to wear you’re going? Aaron: No. I’ll be fine. Just don’t try and kill me again. The young woman get back into the car and speeds off with a cloud of dust to follow. Aaron: Who is she? And on Aaron curious who the young woman is and why she is in a rush, FADE OUT

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

Thanks! And don't worry Cassie's not a Spaulding but when he comes, he's going to stir up trouble. And don't worry about Alan, he has a lot coming up for him too. Possibly another unknown child too . . .

So enjoying the Allen/Nicole/Reginald story. Can't wait see where it is going to go next!

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

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

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

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!

INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (BOB'S OFFICE) Jami sits patiently outside Bob's door with a folder containing her transcripts, resume, and various other paperwork in her hand. The door opens and Bob peeks his head out with a smile on his face. Bob: Jami? Jami: Y-yes. Bob: C'mon in. Jami takes a deep breath to contain herself and then goes inside to see it decorated with plaques and various photos of his family. However, sitting near and dear on his desk a photo-- Jami nearly loses it realizing what she has been robbed of until-- Bob: Jami, come have seat. Jami: Umm, yes, Sir. Jami eases down into the seat across from Bob. She hands him the folder. Bob flips through it, liking what he sees. Bob: University of Oxford. . . sounds good. I'm still trying to figure out what made you come here to little ole' Oakdale? Jami: Well I wanted to work over here and the States--hopefully bring what I learned over in London and apply it here and vice versa. Plus, I have family over here. Bob: You do? Where? Jami: California! (look off to the side) California. . . Looking off to the side, her eyes land on a photo of his bookshelf of Bob & Kim--their wedding photo. Jami: (sotto) How nice. . . Bob: Excuse me? Jami: Oh, the picture of you and I assume is your wife. Bob: (proud) Yep. That's me and my Kim. Twenty-eight years and going strong. Jami: How beautiful. Bob: (handing back her folder) There is no need to look of your credentials anymore. I think you're more than qualified to join out intern program. We'd be lucky to have you. Jami: Really? Bob: Really. And you can start tomorrow if you can. Jami: I'd be honored. Jami shakes Bob's hand. Jami: You won't regret your decision. Bob: I'm sure I won't. Jami grabs her things and walks out, closing the door. She leans up against the wall shedding tears of joy. Jami: You won't regret it, Grandpa. You won't. Not paying attention, she starts to walk off and rams into MJ sending her papers all over the floor. They both kneel down and collect them. Jami: (wiping tears away) I am so sorry. MJ: No problem. (noticing she's been crying) You alright? Jami: Yeah. Oh yeah. Just got some really good news. MJ: Glad to hear that. (extending hand) Dr. MJ Dixon. Jami: (shaking his hand) Dr. Jamison Sartell. But everyone calls me Jami. The two stand up and MJ hands her the papers he collected. She places them back in the folder. Bob peeks his head out the door again. Bob: Is everything alright? MJ: Just a minor accident. Jami: Yeah. Bob: OK. (going back into his office, then) Oh, MJ, this is Jami, our newest intern. You two will be spending a lot of time together for the next year. (to Jami) He's an intern too. Jami: Great. I think I just made my first friend. Jami smiles and walks off leaving MJ in a daze. He likes what he sees. Bob: (interrupting moment) Pretty girl, huh? MJ: Yeah. On MJ, intrigued, CUT TO INT. MONA LISA Mo sits at a table sketching designs when Lisa comes over to the table. Lisa: Hello, sweetheart. Are you enjoying the food here? Mo: Huh? (noticing the untouched food on the table) Oh wow! I am so sorry. I was so wrapped up in sketching that I totally forgot that the waiter brought the plate out here. My mother would kill me if she knew I was drawing at a table in public. Lisa: No problem, honey. We all get wrapped up in other things. . .(noticing the sketch). . .especially when we have talent like that--are you a designer? Mo: I'd like to think I am or at least be able to be one in the near future. Why do you ask, Ms. . . Lisa: Grimaldi. But you can call me Lisa. Mo: THE Lisa Grimaldi? The designer?! Lisa: (grinning) In the flesh! Mo chunks her pad onto the floor and grabs Lisa into a hug. Lisa is bewildered. Mo: (pulling away) Oh my God! I was a HUGE fan of Get Real Fashions! Would it be bad if I was to tell you that I still fit into some of the dresses that you made years ago! And Barbara Ryan--she's your friend and I loved her daughter, Jennifer's line, Street Jeans! I can't believe that I am talk to THE Lisa Grimaldi. Lisa: (basking in it) Believe it! But with designs like that, you've got a great future yourself. Mo: I do? Lisa: You do. (hands her a card) Meet me at this address in the morning. I might have a job in store for you. . .? Mo: Monique. Lisa: Monique. See you in the morning. Lisa gets up and walks away. On Mo, thrilled, INT. WORLDWIDE (MAILROOM) Gabriel stuffs mail into various mailboxes when Paul enters. Paul: Gabriel. Just the man I've been looking for. Gabriel: You have? Why? Paul: Is that how you're supposed to talk to your superior? I'm sure your dad has taught you proper etiquette when adressing superiors. Then again, your dad is Craig Montgomery. . . Gabriel: My apologies. Let me try that again. (being flippant) Mr. Ryan, how may I help you? Paul hands him a package. Paul: I need this delivered to Lucinda in person as soon as possible. Gabriel: Why not fax it? Email it? Paul: Why don't you do your job? Gabriel: (looking at the mass amounts of mail then Paul) What is all of this then? Paul: Just deliver the package within the next thirty minutes. This is important business. I'm trusting you. I just hope I don't eat these words. . . Paul walks off as Gabriel watches with disdain on his face. Gabriel: (sighs) Why the h*ll couldn't he have delivered this. (looks at watch) I was supposed to meet Liberty after putting up this mail and I'll be here all night. Gabriel moans and exits, slamming the door behind him. CUT TO INT. CARLY/JACK Open on Jack, JJ, and Parker sit on the sofa watching the NBA finals. Jack: I get this feeling that the Heat is about to bring home the championship. JJ: Not if Oklahoma can help it! Carly (OS): Can someone can and get the dip for me? Jack: (into the game) In a second, honey! JJ: Yeah, Mom. Parker: Well I'm hungry. JJ, go and get the dip. JJ: You go and get it. Parker: JJ. . .go and get the dip if you know what is best for you. JJ glances at Parker, who has a sly smile on his face, ready to expose a secret. JJ: (getting up) Fine. JJ heads into the kitchen when the phone rings. Carly (OS): Get the phone! Jack: OK, honey. Jack, still into the game, shuffles over to the phone, and answers it. Jack: Hello. . .this is him. . .yes. . .what? The phone slips out of Jack's hand as he is frozen in place, somewhat catatonic. Parker: (noticing Jack) Dad. . . Carly (with Baby Nora), Sage, and JJ (with a bowl of dip) from the kitchen. Carly: Jack, what's wrong? Jack: My mother. . .she's dead. On Carly overwhelmed by this, CUT TO INT. SKIDZ BAR Meg storms and slams her purse on the bar before having a seat. Meg: I'll have the strongest drink you can come up with! Bartender nods and goes to make her a drink. Meg sits fuming before she notices Ryder sitting beside her. Meg: Hey you! Ryder: Hey. Clearly, something is bothering you. Lemme guess? Emily Ryan? Meg: I don't even want to hear that tramp's name. Not until I get a drink in me. Ryder: Fine by me. A moment of awkward silence and Ryder takes a sip of his beer, then Meg: What do men see in her? I mean be honest! Ryder: I don't know. . .I don't really know her. Know of her, yes. Meg: Well keep it that way. That venomous viper is determined to raise my daughter at all costs. (grabs her drink and takes a sip) I'm not going to let that happen. Ryder: Just be reasonable. Meg: Excuse me? Ryder: (turning to Meg) Listen, be reasonable, Meg. I know what it is like to be jerked between two mothers--my biological mother and my mother. Guilt comes across Meg's face. Ryder: Don't feel bad. I'm just warning you to be reasonable. Take Eliza's feelings into consideration because when both of my mothers were fighting over me, they didn't take my feelings into consideration at all. Instead, they both thought they knew best and really didn't. There is enough love to go around. Meg: No offense, Ryder, but I have to get my daughter away from her. Emily is so baby hungry-- Ryder: You're going to regret it one day, Meg. You all are. Be reasonable. Meg: I can't be?! This is Emily Stewart we are talking about. The same woman who is infamous for stealing men and now babies. You should know or have at least heard about it. Seducing Hughes men is a right of passage in the Stewart household. Ryder: Well I wouldn't know about that nor do I. Just take heed of what I said. Ryder gets up and walks away. Meg: I can't, Ryder. I can't. Reasonable is not in Emily's vocab. But Hughes men are. I think I just found my golden ticket and you are it, Ryder. On Meg struggling with her impending scheme, CUT TO EXT. GABRIEL'S MOTORCYCLE Gabriel zooms down the road winding road as the rain starts to pour. His phone beeps and Gabriel reaches in his pocket to reveal a text from Liberty that states, "I can't wait to see you tonight. I love you." Gabriel heart warms at the sight of the text. Then looks up to notice he has drifted into the wrong lane. An oncoming taxi rams into Gabriel, sending him into the air before hitting the ground. The taxi comes a screeching halt and a pair of man's feet rush out the back of the taxi over to Gabriel. Kneeling down and taking off Gabriel's helmet, we hear a gasp. We pan up to see it's Luke. Luke: Oh my God. (to the taxi driver) What have you done! Taxi Driver: What are you talking about?! He was on the wrong side of road! Luke: Just go! Go get help! Taxi Driver: What about my money? Luke: You stupid b*stard! How can you worry about getting paid at a time like this! Go get help now before I kick your a**! The Taxi Driver hops into the car and speed off. Luke: Hang on, Gabriel, help is coming. Just hang on. On Luke cradling a bloody Gabriel in his arms, FADE OUT - Mo makes an ally and enemy at BLC - Clark, Henry's sister, arrives in Oakdale - Luke returns to Oakdale with Noah soon following - History repeats itself as tragedy strikes involving a young teen - Craig reverts to old ways - Casey & Aaron both find new mates - Emily's paper, The Intruder is intruded upon

INT. SPAULDING LIVING ROOM Phillip, Lizzie, Beth, James, Alan Michael, Bill, India, Dorrie, and Alan enter tossing their belongings off to the side. They all slump onto the various chairs, still stricken with concern for Alex. Beth: Do you all know when visiting hours begin tomorrow? A-M: Some time around 8 AM. Beth: Thanks. I'll go visit Alex after the board meeting. Alan: (becoming alert) Board meeting? Phillip: Yeah. The one we were supposed to have today? I postponed it till tomorrow. Alan: For what? Alex is out of commission, so I should resume full control of Spaulding until she gets better. Phillip: Not so fast, Dad. There is still myself and Alan Michael-- A-M: I don't want anything to do with Spaulding. Dad and I are finally on the same page and I wanna keep it that way. You're on your own, brother. Dad, have fun. You have my vote. Alan: (touched) Thanks son. Phillip watches on as this touching moment takes place in disbelief. Phillip: We can't decide who is running the company right here! The board has to decide. . . A-M: Well I want no part of Spaulding. I'm just fine at WSPR and the Springfield Journal. Alan: Well that's two votes. Beth: Well my vote is for Phillip. Alan: (flippant) As if that came as a surprise. . . India: And my vote is Alan! Lizzie: What are you talking about, you don't have a vote. Phillip: Actually she does. Lizzie: What?! Alan: You can blame your father for that. He and Alan Michael had a clause in their marriages giving their exes a substantial amount of stock in the company. Lizzie: Then I vote for my father! Everyone looks at James, who is in his own world. He then notices the piercing looks, resembling a pack of hyenas circling their prey. Lizzie: You're vote? James: Then I vote for you. Alan: What?! Lizzie: (overlapping) Me?! James: Yeah, you. Dad and Alan Michael ran the company when they were your age, so why can't you? Bill: I second that. Lizzie: (baffled) You guys can't be serious. Alan: Clearly they can't be. Phillip sits back and examines this ordeal in deep thought, then Phillip: I third that decision. Everyone: Huh? Phillip: I support Lizzie being interim Co-CEO of Spaulding for the time being, and every vote cast for me will go to her. Alan: You can't do that!! Phillip: (smiling proudly) I just did. I think that this is the right time for Lizzie. Alan: Well what about the other board members?! Phillip: I seriously doubt that any of them will vote in your favor, Dad. Plus, you'll still be a Co-CEO unless you want to make the vote be for full CEO. Alan, looking cross, sits back in the sofa with his arms crossed. Lizzie: (emotional) Thanks, Dad. (to Alan) And I hope I can learn a lot from you for the time being. Alan gets up and storms off. Lizzie: . . .Or not. India: (awkwardly) So. . . does that mean I can still run the Spaulding foundation and do PR for the company? Lizzie: (getting up) For the time being. (walking off) Until I catch you screwing up and you're fired. Bill: Goodnight, everyone. Beth: Night. Bill follows Lizzie as they exit. India: Well I better get some rest too. Beth: You better because your days are numbered. India turns her head up and walks up with Dorrie tagging behind her. The two pass by Caroline (Hope), who enter the room with a plate of cookies. Caroline: Anyone hungry? A-M: Not anymore. Caroline is wounded by dig but does her best not to show it. Phillip: I wouldn't mind a few. Caroline walks over and holds the plate out to Phillip, who grabs a few. He takes a bite and is pleased with what he has just eaten. Phillip: Taste good. I haven't had cookies like this since your Aunt Meta, Alan Michael. Tastes like her cookies. Caroline contains herself as she almost looses it. A-M: (getting up) I can't. Phillip: Where are you going? A-M: To call Lucy and let her know what has happened to Susan and Nick. I'll see you all in the morning. (at Caroline, coldly) Well hopefully some of you. Alan Michael exits. Then Phillip gets up and grabs his coat. Beth: Where are you going? Phillip: To grab a late order from Company. James, call and make the order and get me the usual. Order whatever you guys like. Beth: Then I am coming with you. Phillip: Beth, not this time. I need some time alone. Phillip exits. On Beth, hurt a bit, CUT TO INT. COMPANY A few minutes late, Phillip enters and heads to the counter where Daisy is standing. Phillip: Hey you! Daisy: Hey. Your order should be done shortly. Phillip: Take your time. Phillip turns away for a second to scope the room out, but notices Kevin and Jason passing by about to exit. Phillip: (stopping them) Hey, Kevin. And welcome home, Jason. Jason: What? Phillip: I said welcome home. Kevin: (speeding up convo, trying to push Jason out the door) Thank, Phillip. So nice to see you. Jason: (jerking free) You're being condescending. Phillip: (perplexed) What are you talking about? Jason: You think I've forgotten that you killed my dad? Phillip is stunned by this. Kevin goes to drag Jason out again but Jason pushes him off of him. Jason: You killed my father and you got off scots-free but you won't get off that easily. You've forgotten who I am! Phillip: Jason, calm down. Let's sit down and. . . Jason: I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU! (with venom) Not ever. . . Buzz and Rocky come from the back to see what is going on--Phillip and Jason facing off. Phillip: You're making a spectacle, Jason. Kevin: Yeah, you are! Jason: Shut up, Kevin! (to Phillip) And you, you can't tell me a damn thing. You murderer. My father is dead because of you and you're sidekick! Dead! Mel and Leah, who happen to be sitting nearby, watch on. Mel: I better call Blake. . . Leah: For what?! What he is saying is all true. They did call their father and he should be angry. Don't you all see it. Mel: Leah! Becoming too much, Leah gets up and storms towards the bathroom. Mel chases after her. Jason: You see that? You see how everyone is affected by your stupid actions?! Phillip eyes well up with tears as he realizes for once what he has truly caused. Jason: My father was there for you always and you betrayed him! Kevin: And you are embarrassing his name by acting like this now, Jason! Jason: Oh no, I'm doing him a service. I'm seeking vengeance! Phillip: Jason. . . Jason: Oh don't (mocking) "Jason" me! I don't wanna hear it. Just know that your days of living comfortably with your wife and kids are over. Kevin: Stop! He's our family! Jason: And blood will bring you down quicker than water. Dad had to learn the hard way, but you will too Phillip. Not only am I my father's son but I am also my grandfather's grandson! You'll know that soon enough. Holly (OS): Jason! Jason turns to see Holly, Dinah, and Blake standing by the door, shocked by the entire ordeal. On Jason, fuming FADE OUT http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKZEgIi2Les Note to my readers: For the next month, I will be in London studying abroad so I possibly won't be able to do episodes for both ATWT & TGL. Both will be taking a hiatus for awhile but eventually will make a return.

Aww thanks for the mentioning! That was awesome! I am also enjoying this entire ordeal with Donna/Tyrone/Allen/Marley. I am interested to see where this goes along with Iris.

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

Thanks and no problem.

INT. CEDARS (ER/HALLWAY) Alex lies motionless hooked up to the machines as her family crowds around outside her room waiting patiently. Suddenly, Rick makes his way down the hall and Phillip spots him and rushes over to him. The rest of the family follows suit, crowding behind Phillip with worried looks on their faces. Alan: Give it to us straight, Bauer! Lizzie: Shut up, Granddad. Phillip: Any news? Rick: Yes. Alex will be just fine. Beth: Thank God. Rick: She just had a slight heart attack. Luckily, Alan found her before it got worse. But I am curious as to what caused Alex to have a heart attack. Beth: Ask, Alan. Everyone looks at Alan, demanding answers. Alan: I am just as clueless as you are. Phillip: You better hope that Alan Michael finds out what that phone call was about, and it better not be tied to you. Alan: I had nothing to with Alex having a heart attack! If she didn’t lie in bed eating all the damn time, watching Turner Classic Movies, she wouldn’t be in the mess she is in! India and Dorrie come charging down the corridor towards the family. Phillip groans. Rafe: What are you two doing here? India: Alexandra! Where is my stepmother?! Is she alright?! On India, panicking, CUT TO INT. CEDARS Picking up where we left off. . . India: Is she alright?! Beth: Like you care. India: I actually do, Beth. She is my stepmother. Lizzie: Was! Alan: (to India) She is fine, sweetheart. Phillip: Sweetheart? (pointing at Alan & India) What’s going on here? India: What are you talking about? Just because he called me sweetheart doesn’t mean we are sleeping together, Phillip. Beth: I bet that is a lie. India: Oh . . . you’d know seeing as sleeping through the Spaulding clan is up your alley, Beth. I’ve always wondered when Alan Michael was going to have his turn. . . Beth goes to swipe at India, but Phillip and Rick hold her back. India: My, my. . . I must’ve struck a nerve. Lizzie: Why don’t you just leave, India! You’re not even family. Dorrie: And there goes the Princess. Always trying to dictate. . . At first, I didn’t believe it but now I do. No wonder all the men you’ve loved found solace elsewhere. Coop, Jonathan . . .—I wonder when Bill will get the hint and exit stage left? James: Hey, Dad, there’s Alan Michael. Alan Michael joins the crowd. Phillip: Did you find out anything? A-M: Yep. For once, Dad had nothing to do with the situation. India: (resting her head on Alan’s chest) What a relief. . . Alan: (to India) What’s that supposed to mean? James: Then what caused Aunt Alex to pass out? A-M: Fletcher. Rick: Fletcher? Fletcher Reade? A-M: He called Alex from Paris. India: And that nearly killed her? A man calling her? Alan: Trust me, India, if you were in her shoes, you’d have a heart attack if a man called you too. Alan and India share a sly grin. Lizzie: That’s not funny! A-M: Fletcher said that there was an accident involving Nick. Phillip: Is he alright? A-M: No. His plane went down into the ocean. They haven’t recovered his body. Beth: Poor Alex! A-M: Sad thing is that they think that this has something to do with Uncle Mike too. Rick: What? A-M: Fletcher told me that Mike and Nick were working on a case together involving dirty politicians. Supposedly, they were doing business with a huge cartel throughout Europe. Mike got Nick to do some investigating and things went left. FBI is assuming that both incidents are tied together. Lizzie: What about Susan? A-M: (clearing his throat, emotional) She’s dead. This revelation just stuns everyone. There is a moment of silence as they all reflect on what is going on. Alan: Was the boy on the plane—Little Nicky? A-M: Umm . . . no. I called the boarding school in Switzerland and he is still there. Alan: Then we should go and get him. Phillip: For what, Dad? Alan: He should be near family! Phillip: I seriously doubt that he wants to be surrounded by of bunch of strangers. Alan: We’re not strangers. We’re family. . . James: That he’s never known. Only person he knows is Aunt Alex and she is in no condition to go and get him. Alan: Not true! He knows Alan Michael! A-M: He does. Alan: Then you should go and get him. Bring him back to Springfield so he can be near his family. Lizzie: Grandpa, this isn’t the time for you to start staking claim on what is yours! This boy has lost another set of parents . . . again. Beth walks over to the door and peeks on Alex, resting peacefully Beth: (misty eyed, to self) So has Alex. First Lujack and now Nick. Beth gently places on her hand on the window as tears stream down her eyes and CUT TO INT. BEACON HOTEL (LOBBY) Marah and Cassie stand at the counter looking at fabrics as Olivia steps off the elevator and walks over to them. Olivia: (re: fabric) That’s cute. I like it. Marah and Cassie look at each other then back at Olivia, bewildered. Marah: Y-You like it? Olivia: Isn’t that what I said? Cassie: You do realize that Marah picked it out don’t you. Olivia: Of course. Cassie: (not convinced, hand on hip) What are you up to, Olivia? Olivia: (feigning confusion) What do you mean? Cassie: I said that Marah— Olivia: I heard you. She picked out that fabric for the suites. I said I like it. I am allowed to like it, am I? Cassie: Sure. Olivia starts to walk off, then Olivia: (turning around) Marah. . . Marah looks up at Olivia, uneasy. Olivia: (musters up tears) I apologize for my actions. I realized that Sam would be upset if I treated you this way and I should realize that what happened in Switzerland was an accident. I hope you accept my apology. Marah nods with a smile, accepting her apology. Olivia: Welcome aboard. Marah: Thank you. Olivia nods back before turning away and walking off with a devilish grin on her face. She has Marah right where she wants her. . . CUT TO INT. COMPANY (ANNOUNCER: THE ROLE OF KEVIN MARLER WILL NOW BE PLAYED BY CHANDLER MASSEY) Jason and Kevin occupy a booth. Jason gobbles down his meal as if it is his last as Kevin watches on amused. Jason looks up, realizing his brother watching him. Jason: Something on my face? Kevin: No. Jason: (putting down his fork) Then what is it, twin? Kevin: Just the fact that you are eating like you haven’t eaten in months. Jason: I have but you know how the food is in Europe. Kevin: True. Nothing compares to a home cooked meal or a meal from Company. Jason: You can say that again. Rocky, waiting on the twins, comes from back and to their table. Rocky: You guys need anything else? Kevin: I think we’re good. Kevin looks at Jason to make sure, and Jason gives him the thumbs up as continues to devour his meal. Rocky: (sliding into the booth) How weird is it that we’re all back home—back in Springfield. Jason: (wiping his mouth) Makes no difference to me whether I am there or here, I still have to deal with the fact that Rick Bauer and good ole’ cousin, Phillip is walking around free after killing our— Kevin: Jason, I don’t wanna hear it. Jason: It’s true. Anything that happens to those two if fine with— The intro music to WSPR plays. Kevin: Mom and Dinah are on! INSERT – TV On the TV at the news desk (like a roundtable) sits Dinah, Reginald, and Blake. Kevin, Rocky, and Jason get up and crowd around the TV with everyone else watching on. Blake: Hello, I’m Blake Marler. Reginald: I’m Reginald Wilson. Dinah: And I am Dinah Marler. Welcome to the new WSPR evening news! INT. WSPR Holly stands behind the cameraman, grinning at her new creation. She gives the gang a “thumbs up.” Blake: Today’s news, Bay City’s printing heiress, Amanda Cory, has been allegedly kidnapped by her ex-boyfriend, Evan Frame. Word is that he has also kidnapped his aunt, Sharlene Frame as well. Dinah: (interjecting) This isn’t the first interaction between the Frames and Corys as Evan’s mother, Janice Frame, was once married to Mac Cory, father of Amanda Cory. Blake: (mumbling) That was my line. Dinah: (ignoring her) Janice Frame was eventually murdered by Rachel Cory, wife of Mac and mother of Amanda Cory, after— Blake: JANICE FRAME’S (eyeing Dinah) plan to murder Mac Cory was discovered by Rachel Cory. Reginald’s eyes widen at the sight of these two passively going at each other. Holly watches on for a second then buries her face in her hand, embarrassed. Dinah: Listen here, Blake. . . Blake: What, Dinah? Holly (watching on) Dear God. . . Reginald: (saving it) WE ARE going to (hesitantly laughing) turn it over to our sister affiliate KBAY and reporter, Ashanti Billingslea. Take it away. Please. . . Holly: Cut! Holly storms onto the set. Holly: You do realize that we are live?! Blake: She started it. Dinah: I told you that she wasn’t right for the job, Holly. Blake: Oh please. We were only a few minutes into the show and I was already carrying you two. Reginald: (taken back) You did what? Hold on, Red, no one has to carry Reginald Wilson. Let me get that straight right now. Any monkey can read from a teleprompter. Blake: Are you calling me a monkey?! Holly: (starting to lose it) Guys. . . Director (OS): We’re back on in a minute. Dinah: If the banana fits. And we know that you’ve had MANY bananas in your mouth, and in your— Blake: Oh really? This coming from Lizzie Borden! Director (OS): Thirty seconds. . . Holly throws her hands up in defeat and storms off the set. Dinah: You always like to bring up the fact that I accidentally killed Hart. That was years ago! Reginald: (loosening his ties, uncomfortable) You—You killed someone? Blake: Sure did. MY BROTHER! Director: Twenty seconds! Dinah: This coming from the same chick that was off her rocker not too long ago. Does the Springfield Blogger ring a bell?! Blake: But did I kill anyone? Dinah: No but I bet you wish you could me. Blake: Don’t tempt me. Director: Ten seconds! Reginald: I think I’m gonna be sick. Dinah: Honey, it doesn’t take too much to tempt you. Reginald, do you know that my father was with her mother before she seduced him? I never knew what my father saw in this wh*re. . . Blake gasps. Dinah: (continuing) I mean all the Spaulding rode her hard and put her out to pasture. I guess she had to start working on poor Phillip’s biological family seeing as she went through the adoptive family. Blake: B*tch! Director: 5. . .4. . .3. . .2. . .1! Dinah, Blake, and Reginald smile at the camera like nothing ever happened and all is well. Reginald: Welcome back to WSPR! Holly faints in the background. CUT TO INT. COMPANY Pick up on Kevin, Jason, and Rocky still watching TV. Kevin and Jason glance at each other. Kevin: (joking) Looks like everything is going well there for now. Jason: How long do give them? Kevin: Two weeks. Jason: I say a week tops. Daisy comes down the stairs, put on her apron and walks over the gang. She’s a bit upset. Rocky: Hey, what’s wrong? Daisy: James just called me. His aunt is in the hospital. Rocky: Alexandra? Daisy: Yeah. I wanna take off but I have to work this shift now. I feel like horrible girlfriend. Daisy storms off into the kitchen and Rocky chases after her. Kevin looks over at Jason, who shrugs his shoulder. Jason: Guess God answered my prayers quicker than usual. Kevin and Jason slide back in the booth. Kevin: Don’t say that. Alexandra happens to be a nice woman and was very close to Dad. Jason: I know. However, she was also the woman that led the witch hunt against Grandpa Roger. She was also the same woman that treated Mom like dirt beneath her feet and tried to get rid of her when she married to that scum, Phillip. Kevin: That was before our time, and neither Mom nor Grandpa was a saint. Jason: Who is? Kevin: So you think it’s OK that this poor woman had a heart attack? Jason: Did I say that? Kevin: No but your mood says otherwise. Jason: Guess what? You’re wrong. Kevin: I don’t think I am. Especially since this affects Phillip. Jason: Whatever. Kevin: I’m warning you now, if you came back to town on a crusade to take down Rick and Phillip— Jason: Why are you so protective of those two? Kevin: Because Phillip is our cousin and Rick was a friend of Dad. Jason: Oh no. It’s deeper than that. Kevin: It really isn’t. Jason: It is. Kevin: Like I said before, if you came back here to go on a crusade to ruin Phillip and Rick then you better pack up and head back to Europe. Jason: Nice try, twin. I’m not leaving that easily and Rick and Phillip aren’t getting off that easily either. . . On Jason, with a look of determination and vengeance FADE OUT THE END

INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (ELEVATOR) We open up with Kim and Bob holding each other hands. Kim: You excited? Bob: More than ever. I never thought I'd miss this place. Kim: Now remember our deal. . . Bob: I know, sweetheart. John and Chris both said they'll do their best to help me keep the work load down. Kim: I'll hold you to it. Bob looks at Kim, lovingly. She does the same. The two go to lean in for a kiss when the elevator doors open to a crowd of close family and friends. Crowd: SURPRISE!!! Bob and Kim step off the elevator stunned as they enter into the INT. 3RD STORY LOBBY which is filled with balloons, decorations, food, music, etc. John walks over and guides the couple through the crowd. Kim: Dear God. Bob: (to John) All of this is for me? John: Of course. You are the man of the hour. On John patting Bob on the back and Bob overcome with joy INT. 3RD STORY LOBBY Picking up where we left off. Katie hands Bob and Kim a glass of punch while Chris hands his father his lab coat. Chris: You're gonna need this too. Chris hands Bob a brand new stethoscope. Bob: (taking it, emotional) Thanks, son. John: And you'll need these too. John takes Bob's hand and places the keys in them. John: I'm relieved of my duties. Bob: (joking) Don't get to happy. Bob and John laugh when Lucinda makes her way over. Lucinda: (kissing Bob on the cheek) Welcome back, darling. On behalf of the board, we are all glad that you are back. Bob: Thanks, Lucinda. Lucinda: No problem. Lisa crosses over to greet Bob and Kim. Lucinda eyes Lisa with a disdain glance. Lisa: Welcome back, honey. (kissing Bob, then Kim) So glad that you two moved back home. Oakdale was no fun without you two. Kim: (to Lisa) And life without you was just as boring. Lisa and Kim laugh. Lucinda: (mutters) I beg to differ. Lisa: (snapping her head) What did you say, Ole' Lucy? Lucinda: Lucinda. My name is Lucinda. Lisa: I know what your name is, Lucy. Now what did you say? Lucinda: Oh nothing. John: (sensing the tension) Chris, Bob, how about some cake? Bob: (uncomfortable) Yeah. . . I'll take you up on that offer, John. Bob and Chris follow John to get some cake. Lisa: Anyways. . . (to Kim) I've got good news! Kim: Please share! Lisa: Well I've got a new business venture with Barbara and Carly. Kim nearly chokes on her drink. Kim: . . .Carly?! As in Jack's Carly? Carly Tenney? Lisa: Yep. Lucinda: Oh how I would've loved to have been a fly on the wall during this business meeting. Lisa cuts her eyes at Lucinda for a beat, then Lisa: (to Kim) We put our differences aside and decided to open a fashion house together. Kim: That's great! Lucinda: (being flippant) Oh it is! We shall see how long this lasts. Lisa: Lucy. . . don't hate. Lucinda: Never a hater. Always a congratulator. Lisa: I beg to differ. Kim: Maybe we can do a piece for WOAK on your venture. Lisa: (lighting up) Oh yeah?! Kim: Yes! I think that the people of Oakdale would love to hear three of their greatest designers come together to form something major. Lisa: I love it! Kim: You know what, Lisa, I'm gonna call the station and have the crew get on it. (digging in her clutch and grabbing her cell) Excuse me. Kim walks off to the opposite side of the room to make the call leaving Lucinda and Lisa all alone. Lisa: Aren't you gonna congratulate me? Lucinda: For what? Lisa: Just out of respect. Businesswoman to businesswoman. Lucinda: I'd hardly call you a businesswoman but if it makes you feel better then congrats. Lisa: I'm gonna remember this moment--you insulting me down the road when you ask us to buy advertisement for The Intruder. Lucinda: Write it down, take a picture, do whatever. I doubt I'll ask you for anything. Lucinda starts to walk off when Lisa grabs her by the arm. Lisa: Oh Lucy, hold on. Lisa digs in her purse and places something in Lucinda's hand. Lisa: I brought this just for you. You need it. Trust me. Lisa walks off laughing. Lucinda looks in her hand to see Lisa left her a pill -- a Midol. Lucinda: Tacky witch! CUT TO INT. JACK/CARLY (LIVING ROOM) JJ sits on the sofa laughing uncontrollably at the TV. Parker, sitting nearby at the table, watches on annoyed. Parker: (over it) JJ. . . JJ ignores him and keeps laughing. Parker: JJ. . . JJ keeps laughing. Parker walks over, snags the remote off the table, and cuts the TV off. JJ: What the h*ll was that for?! Parker: If you can see, I'm trying to study. JJ: Then go to the room or the kitchen--the library is open today too. Parker: I prefer to study down here. Now keep quiet. JJ: Who died and make you king? Parker: No one, but-- JJ: But what? You wouldn't have to study in the summer if you didn't screw around during the school year. Not my problem. Parker: I find that odd, coming from you. JJ: What? Parker produces the notes from his pocket and flashes it at JJ. JJ goes to snatch it but Parker prevents him from grabbing it. JJ: Give it to me. Parker: Nope. JJ: I'm not joking, Parker. Give me the note. Parker: No. JJ: I SAID GIVE ME THE NOTE! Parker: Here. Parker hands JJ the note with a grin on his face. JJ reads the note then rips it up. JJ: Stay out of my business. Parker: Fine. Oh, don't think that you tearing up that note prevents you from hiding the truth from Mom and Dad. They're gonna find out when August swings around and they discover that you can't go back to the academy. JJ: Shut up. Parker: Oh I will. I'm not gonna say a peep. I'm gonna sit back and watch you squirm all summer long. (leaning in close, taunting) All that money Mom and Dad spent to send you to that nice, fancy school. . . Can't wait to see them eat you alive upon learning that you've been kicked out. JJ glares at Parker with a burning hatred. The moment ceases upon hearing a baby cry—it’s Nora (Jack & Carly’s baby). Parker: Better go and check on the baby, JJ. JJ frowns at Parker as he advances up the stairs, disappearing and, On Parker, pleased, CUT TO INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL Bob, Chris, and John still stand by the table eating cake and watching everyone else enjoy themselves when John's (and Iva's) son, MJ comes rushing up to them. MJ: Dad— Bob is shocked to see MJ and puts his cake down to hug MJ. Bob: I haven’t seen you in years, how is your mother? MJ: She’s doing great. Bob: Glad to hear and glad to have you in the intern’s program too. MJ: Thanks. (to John) You’re needed in the ER. Mr. Tibbett is complaining about his pacemaker again. John: I’m on my way. (to Bob) Excuse me. Bob: No problem. About that time we all get back to work. John rushes off with MJ. PAN OVER To Casey, Margo, and Tom sitting off to the side in mid conversation. Casey, however, is distracted by Allison, who is across the room looking at him. Margo: I was thinking that it would be best that you interned with your father, Casey. Casey doesn’t answer back. Margo: Casey! Casey: (snapping out of it) Oh yeah. Sure. Margo looks across the room to see what her son is staring at and see a somber Allison. Margo gives her a dirty look and Allison walks out of frame. Margo: I thought you two were over. Casey: We are. Margo: Then why stare at her constantly? Casey: Mom, I don’t want to hear it. . . Tom: She’s telling the truth, Casey. Do you want to be with Allison? Casey: No! I did call off the engagement. Margo: Then you need to move on. That’s why you need to— Casey: Take the job with, Dad. I heard you before. Tom: Which won’t be a long-term internship. Margo: (puzzled) What’s that supposed to mean? Tom: Because I’m considering running for District Attorney. Margo: You are? Tom: Yes. That’s if you don’t mind working with your husband again? Margo: (popping Tom) Oh Tom! (hugging and kissing him) Of course I don’t mind! That’s great! Tom: Then it’s settled. I’m running for the DA position. Margo: And Casey can help you. Casey: (dryly) Sure. Margo: Maybe that’ll help his mind off of Allison. On Casey, doubtful that’ll happen, CUT TO INT. TERMINAL IN AIRPORT (CHICAGO) A FLIGHT ATTENDANT opens the door to let people off the plane. A crowd of people exit off of it. The last two to exit off are JAMI and MONIQUE—best friends and foils of one another (Jami being a white, a yank, more demure, and reserved while Monique is a black, a Brit, little vamp (yet fashionable), and lively {and has an attitude if you cross her}). Jami grabs her two bags from underneath the bus while Monique struggles grabbing her entire wardrobe from underneath the bus. Jami: Honey, how did you get all of that on the plane? You’re only allowed one carry on! Monique: I told them that the Louis does not go underneath the plane. (struggling with luggage) And you’re lucky I agreed to come along. (looking around) Ugh. We gave up London to come here to Neverland? Jami: Neverland? The two start down the terminal. Monique: Yes. NEVERLAND. Nothing is here. Jami: Mo, we’re in an airport terminal. Of course nothing is here; we haven’t even made it to the exit. Monique: (sneering) And that is long enough for me to see that nothing is going on here. There better be hot guys here. Jami: We’re in the city, of course they’re gonna be hot guys. Now we better go and catch a taxi. Monique: You better hope I see some hot guys when I get to Oakland. Jami: It’s Oakdale. Monique: Same thing. Jami goes to drag Monique by the arm when Monique stops her. Monique: Oh no, honey. No running. Do you see the shoes I have on? Jami looks down to see a nice pair of black/white patterned heels. Monique: Chanel. Jami: Why would you wear that on the flight? Monique: Why wouldn’t I? Jami: (sighs) I’m not gonna even go there with you. . . Monique: (tossing her hair) Wise choice. Jami: Now let’s go get my luggage and go get a taxi. Monique: Yeah, yeah. (putting on Chanel shades) Oakhaven ain’t ready for the diva! Jami: Oakdale, Mo. Monique: Isn’t that what I said? Jami: No. Monique: Whatever. Jami tries not to laugh as she shakes her head in disbelief at her over the top friend. And on Jami walking and Monique sashaying, FADE OUT THE END COMING UP - Tragedy strikes in Oakdale to a young teen - JJ starts to rebel causing a rift in the Snyder/Tenney household - Holden wants to move on . . . without Lily - Jami and Monique reach Oakdale - Monique likes what she sees in Casey - Tom meets his opponent in the run for the office - Henry’s sister, Clark, reaches Oakdale with ties to Mo & Jami - Meg continues on her quest of getting Emily out the picture and uses Emily’s weakness to do so . . . a HUGHES man. - More characters come to Oakdale, shaking things up!

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

INT. RAGGEDY BUILDING IN DOWNTOWN OAKDALE Lisa, Carly, and Barbara walk into a vacant building—dusty, torn, and battered. The sight of this causes Lisa to do a U-turn with Carly and Barbara stopping her. Lisa: This is the building you were talking about, Barbara? Barbara: (taking it all in) Isn’t it great? Carly: I wouldn’t say all that. . . Lisa: Then I’ll say it—Barbara, this building looks like sh— Carly covers Lisa’s mouth before she can finish. Barbara walks over to the center of the room, pointing things out. Barbara: With a little bit of paint, here and there we can fix this place up to be a top notch fashion house. Lisa: A little? Baby, it is gonna take a hell of a lot of paint to fix this piece of junk up. Barbara: Could you be a little bit more optimistic? Lisa: H*ll no. It would’ve been better to have gone into to Milltown and bought one of those new buildings over in the strip mall. Barbara rolls her eyes and keeps walking through the foyer. Barbara: I was thinking the downstairs area we have reception sitting off to the side here. (walking over to a door) And this room could be our storage room—where we keep fabrics, threads, needles. (noticing Carly nor Lisa has moved) C’mon! Let’s head up stairs so we can look at your offices. Lisa and Carly look over at the jagged, wooden stairs, which resemble something about of Henri Matisse painting. Lisa: You go. We’ll stay here. Barbara: (going up the stairs) C’mon! Lisa and Carly rush over and start climbing the stairs behind an eager Barbara. Barbara sways the cobwebs out of the way as they reach the top of the stairs, which looks just as worse as the bottom. Carly: OK. . . I was going to keep my mouth shut but we are going to spend more money remodeling than making money. Lisa: She is. I’m not investing a damn thing in this hell hole. Barbara: You don’t have to. I already hired the contractors to remodel the place. They are supposed to be out here tomorrow. (pushing the first door on the long hall open) Here is where we’ll do our photo shoots. The room is quite big, filled with windows. Looks like a studio apartment; however, it looks like the crappy building it is in. Lisa and Carly peeks in while Barbara goes into the room, showcasing it like she is Barker Beauty. Lisa and Carly look at each other. Then at Barbara. Then back at each other. Lisa: (under her breath) Lord help this girl. She really thinks this spot is hot. Carly: And it’s not. Barbara: Now let me show you your office, Lisa. Barbara starts down the hallways some more. Lisa: Is it in this building? Carly bursts into laughter, guiding Lisa down the hallway with a gentle push and, CUT TO INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL LUNCHROOM Bob and John sit off to the side eating lunch together. Bob: Never knew how much I would miss the food until I was gone. John: I felt the same way too when I left all those years ago. Being back here just felt so right. John looks over to see something is wrong with Bob. John: What is it? Bob: Huh? (hiding it) What are you talking about? John: You were never a good liar, Bob. Bob: You’d know. John: Ouch. That hurt. Bob: (sighing) Sorry. I just didn’t realize how much I miss this place. The sound of carts rolling in the morning, patients moaning, their loved ones biting our heads off—I miss it. John: Then come home. Bob: What? John: You heard me. Come home. Bob: I can’t do that. John: Yes you can. Leave Arizona and come back home. It’s simple. Then can resume your position as Chief of Staff. Bob: I can’t do that. I cannot take the position back when you are occupying it. I can’t. John: (leaning in) Don’t tell anyone this but these past four months have been hell. Bob is astonished by this revelation made by John. John: It wasn’t until I left for John Hopkins and worked there for a while with medical students that I realized how much I loved being in the E.R. Not cramped up in some rusty office shoveling paperwork. That was always you, Bob. Bob: Hey! John: I’m just saying. I miss doing research, healing patients—I don’t work well under structure. Bob: If only you felt this way about twenty-five years ago when you were still fighting with me for the position and actually taking it away from me. John: Well I was young and stupid. I did a lot of stupid things that now being older, I regret doing. Bob reaches over and feels John’s forehead. Bob: Are you OK? John laughs. Bob: What have you done to the John Dixon I know and loved to hate? John: He grew up. On Bob and John sharing a smile CUT TO INT. MARGO’S HOUSE (CASEY’S ROOM) Casey starts to unpack his belongings in his room when Kim appears in front of his door, knocking on it. Casey turns around and smiles at the sight of Kim. Kim: Can I come in, Kiddo? Casey waves, indicating for her to “come on in.” Kim: How are you holding up? Casey: Barely. Kim: (sitting on the edge of his bed) That’s understandable. Casey: Gram, can I ask you a question? Kim: Of course. Casey: (sitting next to her) How did you handle the situation when Grandpa cheated on you with Susan? This comes at Kim out of left field, throwing her off. She takes a breath and answers: Kim: I was crushed, and so many things went through my mind. Casey: Yeah, but you forgave him. How? Kim: Introspection. That alone caused me to realize that I had a hand in your grandfather finding solace elsewhere. Now he isn’t fully innocent but I had to learn to take my part of the blame. Casey stirs on this a bit, then Casey: So I should forgive Allison? Kim: I can’t tell you what to do, Kiddo. That is for you to decide. Casey: True. It would be easier though if you would decide for me. Kim: I know. Trust me. I felt the same way, but what was right for me might not be for you. You call the shots. But you can’t leave Allison in limbo. You have to make a decision and soon. And you can’t string her along either. As much as I don’t care for her at this point, it is not fair. Casey nods, understandingly. DING-DONG! DING-DONG! Kim: I’ll get that. Kim heads down the hall then down the stairs to open the door to Susan. Kim: Can I help you? Susan: Where is Casey? Kim: Why? Susan: I need to talk to him. Kim: Susan— Susan: Look, Kim, I need to— Allison comes from behind Susan. Allison: No, I need to talk to Casey. Chill out, Mom. (to Kim) Can I go up and see him? Kim moves out the way, allowing Allison to come in. Kim: He’s in his room. Allison: Thanks. Kim nods and Allison heads up the stairs. Kim looks back at Susan, who has her arms crossed. Susan: Aren’t you gonna invite me in? Kim: This isn’t my house. Kim slams the door in Susan’s face. CASEY’S ROOM Casey is back to putting his clothes up with Allison enters. He looks up, sees her, and goes back to doing what he was doing like he never noticed her. Allison: Casey. Casey: What, Ali? Allison: We need to talk. Casey: Start talking. Allison: Well can you stop moving and listen to me? Casey: Allison, I can do two things at once. You’re wasting time. Allison: Fine. I just wanna say that I’m sorry and that I didn’t mean to cheat you. Casey stops what he is doing and looks her as if she is crazy. Allison: I mean it. I didn’t mean too. I started when you were stressing about all the long hours and papers and you shut me off. Casey: So that gives you the right to cheat? Allison: No. Casey: Because you had just as much work as me, if not more and yet I NEVER cheated on you. Allison: I know, but— Casey: But, what? Allison: (sobbing) I DON’T LOVE HIM! I love you. . . Casey: But love isn’t supposed to hurt. Allison: I know! Casey: Well you hurt me. Allison: (wiping away tears) I know! But please . . . please tell me we have another shot. Casey: Maybe we do . . . Allison’s face lights up with hope. Casey walks over and takes her by the hand. He opens it, dropping his wedding band in it. Casey: But not anytime soon. On Allison, severely wounded, CUT TO INT. SNYDER BARN Emma is feeding the horses when a Blue Chevy Silverado pulls in beside the barn. Emma puts down the bag of grain and walks EXT. OUTSIDE where Aaron and Holden both get out the truck. Emma: (to Aaron, overjoyed) What are you doing here?! Aaron: Well I decided to take you both up on that offer. I’ve decided to move back to Oakdale and help out around the farm. Aaron walks around the truck and hugs Emma tightly. Emma: You sure? Aaron nods “yes.” Emma: Well what about your mother and her chemo? Aaron: She has Uncle Caleb along with Pete and Jenny, who have both uprooted to Seattle to be near her—just know that she pushed me to come here. Holden: Now anytime you get ready— Aaron: I know, Dad. But I am needed here, and I’ve actually missed Oakdale and the farm. Emma: Not too many people say that. Holden: (hugging Aaron) I’m just glad that my son is back. Emma: Me too. Now this calls for a celebration—a special dinner. Aaron: As long as there is some of your famous sweet potato pie. . . Emma: Anything you want, baby! Let’s head over to the kitchen now and get started. And with three generations of the Snyders arm and arm heading back to the house, CUT TO EXT. JACK & CARLY Parker and Jack walk up to the door, joking. Both are carrying gym bags. Parker: Too much for you, old man, huh? Jack: Never. Jack grabs the door knob and the door opens. Parker and Jack look at each other, confused and look inside to see a book and clothes straddled all over the living room. Jack: What the— Sound of glasses is heard from the kitchen. Jack: (to Parker) Stay here. Parker nods. Jack eases around the corners, then Jack: Hey! JJ puts his arms into the air, dropping everything. Jack: JJ! JJ: (turning around) Dad! Parker joins them in the kitchen. Jack: What are you doing home? JJ: Umm. . . school’s out, Dad. Jack: No it isn’t. JJ: Yeah. It is. Jack glances over at the calendar with a red circle that reads Friday, May 11, 2012: JJ returns home. Jack: Oops. JJ: Tell my ham sandwich and glass of milk that. Carly (OS): Anybody home? Jack: We’re in the kitchen, honey. Carly walks into the kitchen and to her surprise, sees JJ. She rushes over, hugging him. Carly: Aww, my baby is home. JJ: Yep. Carly notices the shattered glass, milk, and ham sandwich on the floor. Carly: OK. . . what is that? Jack: It was my fault. I scared JJ. Carly: You scared him. Jack: I thought he was a burglar. Carly: A burglar? Not my baby! JJ grins as Carly and Jack squabble over what he said. Parker, meanwhile, slinks out of the kitchen into LIVING ROOM where a letter lies on the floor. Being nosy, Parker picks the letter up, which reads: Dear Mr. and Mrs. Jack Snyder, We are sad to inform you that due to JJ Snyder being a constant problem in class that we have no choice but to expel him from the St. Paul Boy’s Academy. Any further questions, you can reach us at 604-578-9987. Sincerely, Dean Richard Trudeau St. Paul Boy’s Academy Monticello, Illinois JJ (OS): Hey Parker! Parker spins around, yet hides the letter behind his back. He forces a smile on his face to hide what he is doing. JJ: Mom and Dad said did you want to go to the Skyview Restaurant to eat tonight? Parker: Sure. JJ heads back into the kitchen. Parker: (to self) Oh JJ, what have you done? On Parker in deep thought, CUT TO INT. FAIRWINDS (FOYER) Emily hugs Daniel tightly as Tom, Margo, and Paul watch on. Paul grins at his wife happiness while Tom is uneasy and Margo is just sickened by the whole thing. Tom: Now you have my number installed on your phone don’t you? Daniel: (breaking away from Emily) Yeah. Emily: He won’t need to call you seeing as he is here with me. Margo: That’s what we are worried about. Emily: Whatever, Margo. Margo sneers at Emily. Daniel: C’mon guys! Don’t make me run back to the boarding school. Paul: Right. Now don’t worry about your luggage, some of the help will come and get that for you. Daniel: Thanks, Paul. Daniel hugs Tom then Margo. I’ll come and stay with you guys next week. Tom: Can’t wait. Emily: But till then. . . (opening the door) you know the deal. Tom exits but Margo isn’t going out with a word or two. Margo: (walking out) You know what, Emily, you are a real class A bit— Emily slams the door in Margo’s face. Emily: So now that they are gone. . . Daniel: Mom, why are you so threatened by them? Emily: (point to herself) Me? Daniel: Yes, you. Emily: I am not threatened by them at all. I just hate sharing you. Paul: We see that. Emily: Well I can’t wait for the help to come and get your suitcases, and no one knows how to fix your room like your mommy, so I’ll do it. You just relax here with Paul. Emily grabs his luggage and scurries up the stairs. Paul: She is a mess. Daniel: (snidely) She isn’t the only one. On Daniel walking off and Paul feeling the sting of Daniel’s remark, CUT TO INT. WOAK Kim walks into the studio, which is filled with people running amuck doing various things. But it isn’t as tight as ship as Kim use to run it. This disturbs her. Suddenly, Ryder comes up and taps her on the shoulder. Kim: (nearly jumping out her skin) Oh hey! What are you doing here? Ryder: Just taking your advice and seeing what WOAK is all about. Kim: You like it so far? Ryder: So far, so good. I think that I might be able make this permanent. Kim: Well I can put in a good word for you. Ryder: Thanks, Aunt Kim but I think that Katie has that covered. I just know that this has to be hard for her to get a new co-host. You know. . . Kim: Since Brad died. I know. Have they chem tested you yet? Ryder: No. The producer just sort of left me out here to dry. Kim: Well who is the producer? Ryder: Some guy named Henry Coleman. Kim: (bewildered) Henry?! Henry comes out the office, frazzled. He approaches Kim and Ryder. Henry: Sorry, Ryder. Things are a little backed up. An intern lost a segment for tonight’s news and I don’t know what do. Nice to see you too, Kim, but I gotta run. An intern will be here in a second to hand you an application. Henry runs off. Kim: What is going on here? Ryder: I don’t know but I hope it’s just like this today. Kim: I hope so because WOAK never use to be like this when I was in charge. Ryder: Maybe you should’ve stayed. Kim: Maybe. On Kim questioning herself and having second thoughts, CUT TO INT. FAIRWINDS (FOYER) The doorbell rings repeatedly as Emily rushes back down the stairs to answer. She opens it to reveal Meg. Meg pushes past Emily into the house. Meg: (livid) Where is Paul? Emily: He had to run to the office. Meg: Then I’ll meet him there. Emily grabs Meg by the arm, stopping her. Emily: Why do you need to see Paul? Meg: I just got wind that Paul decided cancelled my contract with the daycare because he hired a nanny for Eliza. Emily: And? Meg: I don’t want Eliza to have a nanny! Emily: Look, we know what is best for Eliza. Meg: Say what? Emily: Paul is doing what is best for our daughter. This sends Meg over the edge. Meg: Our daughter? Last time I checked, you had two boys. You don’t have a daughter with Paul unless Allison has is a seed of Paul’s, which I doubt. Emily: I’m sorry. Meg: You need to be. Realize that Eliza is MY daughter. Not yours. She is nothing to you. Emily: I wouldn’t say all that. . . Meg: (stepping in Emily’s face) Emily, don’t push me. Emily: It was a simple mistake. I mean Eliza is like a daughter to— Meg: DON’T YOU DARE SAY IT! MY DAUGHTER IS NOTHING TO YOU, TRASH! Emily is at a loss of word over Meg. Meg tosses her hair, gives Emily one final warning look, and slams the door. On Emily nervous, CUT TO INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (HALLWAY) Dusty walks with Lorenzo in his arms, cooing at the baby. He bumps into John. John: What are you two doing here? Dusty: Another checkup. John: Everything alright? Dusty: Yep. He has another set of shots he has to take in a few weeks, but he takes them well. John: (playing with the baby) Of course he does. (looking at Dusty again) How has Janet been? Dusty: Good. Still working at Al’s Diner when she isn’t running behind myself, Lorenzo, and Liberty. John: Good. We have to schedule another family night real soon. Dusty: We sure do but what are you doing roaming the halls? Don’t you have some paperwork to do? John: I do but if things go as planned then I won’t have to worry about paperwork ever again. Dusty: What are you talking about? John: I offered the position back to Bob. Dusty: But he retired. John: We had a heart to heart and he realized that he missed the hospital and I realized how much I miss being in surgery. Dusty: You two had a heart to heart? John: Shocking, huh? But I think that the hatchet is finally buried. Dusty: I’m proud of you, John. John: That means the world to me. (smiling at Lorenzo) Now let’s head down to the cafeteria and see what we can get for this growing boy. Dusty: Alright. With Dusty and John walking side by side in laughter, CUT TO EXT. GRAVEYARD Kim kneels down, gently placing some flowers on Nancy, Chris, and Dan’s graves. Unknowingly, Bob comes up behind her bearing flowers too. Bob: Great minds think alike. Kim: (noticing Bob) They sure do. Bob kneels down with Kim. Bob: You came here for some introspection? Kim: Yep. Bob, I need to tell you something. Bob: So do I. Kim: You first. Bob: Kim, I miss Oakdale. I miss the hospital. I know you don’t want me to work, but Kim— Kim: You miss working? Bob: Yeah. Kim sighs in relief. Kim: So glad to hear you say that. Bob: You are? Kim: Yes, because I miss WOAK. I stopped by there today and I nearly went into cardiac arrest. Bob: That was easy. Kim: It was; however, we have to promise that despite our busy schedules that we always find time for not only our family but— Bob: Ourselves. Kim nods and with tears in her eyes, she leans over and passionately kisses Bob. Panning over to Chris, Nancy, and Dan's graves, FADE OUT THE END

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!

No India is not married to neither of Alex's kids. She was just married to Phillip and was once Alex's stepdaughter; however, India will trying and find a way to get back with the Spauldings, which she is doing now, but you have keep reading to see if her plans come to fruition or not. Same with Olivia and Marah. Keep reading...

INT. FAIRWINDS (LIVING ROOM) Emily, relaxed, sits on the sofa reading a copy of The Intruder when Susan comes storming into the room. Susan looks a total wreck, like she hasn't slept in days even though it has only been a night. Susan: Have you heard from Allison? Emily: No. She hasn't called? Susan: I'm worried. Emily: Mom, I'm sure that Allison is fine. Susan: Em, this is Allison we are talking about! Emily thinks about if for a second, then Emily: You're right. (getting up) Let me get dressed and we'll drive over to Carbondale to find Allison. Allison (OS): It would be a wasted a trip. Allison enters into the room just as much of a wreck as her mother--mascara stains all under her eyes showing she has clearly been crying, her hair tossed all over the place, and still wearing the dress from the night before. Susan and Emily rush over and take Allison by the arms, guiding her to the sofa. Allison: Why are you guys helping me? Susan: What are you talking about? You are my child! Allison: I guess that explains why I am such a total wreck. Emily: At least she hasn't lost her sense of humor. Susan cuts her eyes at Emily, letting her know that she is not in the mood. Allison: Casey, have you guys seen Casey? Susan: Who cares about him at this point. This causes Allison, highly emotive--on the verge of crying, to jump up from the sofa. Emily manages to grab her and pull her back down to the sofa. Emily: (calmly) Yes. He came to the party in a drunken mess, slandering your name. Allison: Well it is not that hard to do seeing as what he said is probably true. Susan: (easing down next to Allison) Is it true? Did you sleep with your professor? Allison does not answer for a second, then Allison: (sighs) Yes. Emily: Allison! Allison: I wasn't thinking. Susan: Well we can see that. Allison: But I need to find Casey. I need to just sit down and talk to him. I just-- Emily: Lie down. That is what you need to do. And Casey probably does even want to see you at this point. Susan: And you'd never get past the guard dogs guarding him. Kim, Lisa, Margo, Tom--they are probably guarding him like is a prisoner at Guantanamo Bay. Allison: (starting to cry) I just want to tell him why--go into details as to why. . . Susan: It can wait. You need to rest. Emily: Mom, is right. How about you go and lie in one of guest rooms and when you wake up, we'll think of way to fix the problem then. OK? Allison: Fine. Emily gets up and helps Allison up the stairs. Susan watches on, heartbroken for her daughter. Susan: (to self) Damn you, Casey. CUT TO INT. HOTEL SUITE Casey is straddle across the bed--a mess too. KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Margo (OS): Open the door, Casey! Casey slowly opens up his eyes and trudges over to the door where he opens it to see Margo bearing a bag of donuts and a coffee. She pushes her way past him into the room. Casey closes the door. Casey: Mom, it is too early. Margo: It's 10 A.M. Casey: Like I said, it is too early. Margo: Well we need to talk. Casey: I really don't want to talk about last night or Allison or-- Margo: (sitting on the bed) Sit down. Casey trudges back over to the bed, doing as Margo says. Margo: (handing him a doughnut) Eat this. (passing the coffee to him) Drink this. Casey: Mom, coffee is not going to sober me up. Margo: Oh I know. I am a cop. A good shower and rest does but you don't deserve a either. Not after that stunt from last night. Casey: I'm the injured party here! Margo: But that does not mean for you to go barging in a room in a drunken stupor and scream out how much of a slut someone is. Casey: It's true and you know it. Heck, you are probably thinking the same right now. Margo: You wouldn't be in this mess if you would've listened to me. Casey: Mom. . . Margo: It is the truth! I told you about her. I told you about Emily but did you listen? Did you? Casey: No. Margo: For now on, you'll listen to me. Now I'll meet you home and set up a room at the new house for you seeing as you'll be moving back home with us. And don't worry about switching your credits over from Carbondale State as I am already on it. Margo kisses Casey on the head and exits. On Casey biting his doughnut, annoyed. CUT TO INT. JAVA Lisa and Barbara sit a table in deep discussion of what occurred last night. Lisa: Poor Casey. But that is a Stewart woman for you. Only due time before Paul suffers at the hands of Emily . . . again. Barbara: Lisa, I am not getting into this with you. I have my own issues to worry about. Lisa: Oh c'mon. You expect me to believe that you like Emily. Barbara: We are fine. Lisa: But you still did not give an answer. Yes or no? Barbara: Yes, I like Emily. . . for right now. Lisa: Knew it. (looking at her watch) Now where is Carly? Barbara: I don't know but she is running late. Lisa: Well I can't blame her. She is meeting with two people who have not been her biggest supporters. Barbara: But that is in the past. Today is us moving forward. Carly enters. Lisa: There she is. (to Carly, waving) Over here. Carly: (making her way over to them) Coming! (to herself) Dear God, strike me dead. (with a forced smile) Hi, ladies. Lisa: Hey, Carly. (patting the seat next to her) Have a seat. Carly hesitantly eases down in the seat with a forced smile still on her face. She looks at Barbara, who is calm and collected and smiling back at Carly; however, her smile is genuine. This scares Carly. Carly: (breaking the facade) OK, let's get to the point. What have I done now? Barbara: (puzzled) Nothing. Like I told you last night, I have a business proposition for you. Carly: Like what? Barbara: Seeing as we are all in a good place with each other-- Carly: We are? Barbara: Carly, don't start. (continuing) I think that we should go into business together--the three of us. Lisa and Carly look at each other. Then Barbara. Then back at each other. Lisa: Us three? Barbara: Yes. You, me, and Carly. I think that we should open a fashion house with all of us doing the designing, Lisa, you still running the store, and me and Carly getting the press for the line-- Carly: With the three of us, that shouldn't be too hard. Lisa laughs. Barbara: I am serious. I already picked out a name for us, logo, and everything. Barbara digs into her bag and Carly leans back, scared. Barbara: What? Carly: (hesitantly laughing) Just you digging a bag sets me off, Barbara. Who knows what you might pull out. (to herself) Like a gun. Barbara pulls a folder out and opens it to reveal their logo: "BLC Fashions: Barbara, Lisa, & Carly." Barbara: Like it? Carly: (taking the folder) I love it. Lisa looks on with Carly, and a frown comes across her face. Lisa: I hate it. Carly & Barbara: Why?! Lisa: Shouldn't it be LBC. I mean I am the original fashionista in Oakdale. My name should be first. Barbara: But I thought of it. Lisa: And? Carly: But I like BLC. You being in the middle shows your importance in the operation. Lisa: (glowing) How so? Carly: Well its symbolic of what the work situations will be. You'll be the mediator between Barbara and I, thus preventing us from killing one another. Lisa: True. (thinking about it) Alright. I love it now. Lisa takes the folder and grins over the logo. Barbara mouths "thank you" to Carly before taking a sigh or relief. Barbara: Now ladies, (pulling out another folder) I wanted you both to look over what markets I want us to hit. Carly takes the folder and turns it to page one. Barbara: Now if you see, I think we will be able to hit all markets. Lisa, you being more aged-- Lisa: Hold up! Barbara: . . .And refined. . . Lisa: Keep going. Barbara: I think that it'll be better if you target older women. I named your line, "Matriarch." Lisa: Ooo. I like it. Barbara: Seeing as I the middle aged one of the two, and hoping to target women in their 40s and 50s, who want to feel like a queen, which is why my line is called, "Queen." Carly: And mine is what? Barbara: Belladonna. It sounds sexy and youthful. Carly: Oh h*ell yeah. That's hot. Barbara: Exactly and I want to have all three lines to have their Fall, Spring, Winter, and Summer lines. We could also do some fragrances which I think we should call "Bold and Sassy" seeing as it describes all three of us. Not only that but a men's line too--for all ages called Esquire. I was also thinking about getting with Janet to do a domestic line called-- Carly: Janet? As in Janet Ciccone? Barbara: Yeah. Carly: Let's just hold that thought. Barbara: C'mon Carly. Carly: (rolling her eyes) Fine. But she cannot be an equal partner. Barbara: She wasn't. I was thinking of splitting it 30% between the three of us. . . Carly: And giving Janet 10%? Barbara: Yes. Carly: I'm cool with that. (sitting back and relaxing) Keep going. Barbara: All I need for you two to take this contract and let your attorneys go over and send it back to me. Simple as that. Then we can start looking for a location to house the fashion house, etc. Carly: I'm down. Carly places her hand in the middle. Lisa places her next, followed by Barbara. Barbara: 1. . .2. . .3. . .BLC. Carly/Lisa/Barbara: (shouting) 1. . . 2. . .3. . .BLC!!!! The three ladies burst into laughter and enjoyment over their new business venture, a new journey, a new chapter in life. THE END

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