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!