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  1. EPISODE 161 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco In the Horton living room, Laura paces the room, while Liam, Jenn and JJ look on. Laura has an intense look on her face, trying to sort out the details of Liam's story. After a moment, she stops and turns to face Liam. LAURA: You know, Liam, I realize you've had a lot of struggles the last few years. And I do appreciate you being so honest with us about your past. LIAM: Thank you, Laura. Laura takes a moment before continuing, looking over at a concerned JJ. LAURA: Liam, I don't mean to be ungrateful. I just....I'm very protective of my daughter, and my grandchildren. I wasn't there for them for a lot of years, through no fault of my own, and...I want to protect them at all costs. LIAM: Believe me, I understand. Laura looks down, trying to word her thoughts carefully. LAURA: I'm glad. Because I hope that this means you won't hold any feelings of animosity toward me for this. Laura looks up at Liam, then at Jennifer. She smiles. LAURA: I know that things can become very volatile in families, and you need to separate yourself from them for a time. But just know that, no matter what, we are always here when you need our help. Laura reaches out and takes Liam's hand in hers. She smiles broadly. Liam looks back with the same broad smile. LIAM: I really appreciate that, Laura. You don't understand just how much. LAURA: I'm sure I do. Welcome to the family, Liam. Laura and Liam hug, as a thrilled Jennifer looks on. JJ hangs back, confused and somewhat horrified at his grandmother's sudden change of heart. --- Nick steps into the Kiriakis living room. He carries a pair of crossbody bags on his shoulders, and a pair of large suitcases are wheeled in behind him. To the shock of the Kiriakis family, Nick sets his luggage down and smiles broadly. NICK: Morning, everyone. Feels great to be home. Justin, sitting on the sofa in his dressing gown, sets down his coffee on the coffee table, giving Nick a confused glare. JUSTIN: Nick...this isn't funny. Especially this early in the morning. What's going on? NICK: Just coming to meet and greet with my housemates. At this moment, Maggie steps into the room, a tray of croissants in her hand. MAGGIE: Morning, everyone! Chef made some croissants, so I figured I'd help out and bring them in. Maggie goes to offer everyone some, but notices Nick before her, and looks at him, puzzled. MAGGIE: Nick! What are you doing here? Nick looks up at Maggie and smiles broadly, almost enjoying seeing the pained look of the Kiriakis clan as he tells Maggie his news. NICK: Isn't it obvious, Aunt Maggie? I'm moving in! Maggie, and the others, look back at Nick, with a sickened confusion. --- Sheryl stands in the stairwell at University Hospital, on her phone with Jerome. She speaks in whispers, but is clearly panicking. SHERYL: (into phone) We have a major problem on our hands. ... Jerome walks into the living room at the Grant house, cell phone in ear. He checks behind and around him to make sure Valerie is not in earshot. JEROME: (into phone) You couldn't have picked a worse time, you know? ... SHERYL: (into phone) I don't think that's what matters right now. You need to listen. Crystal got the memo. She's here. NOW. ... Jerome's jaw drops, floored by the news. He stammers as he tries to answer. --- --- Justin tosses his tablet to his side on the couch, as he gets up from the sofa, exapserated. JUSTIN: Are you serious right now? It's not bad enough you've taken over our company, now you want our house? NICK: Ahh Justin, don't worry. It's not like I'm kicking any of you out. In fact, I think this place is big enough for all of us. Nick turns to a waiting Henderson, who reluctantly takes Nick's suitcases from him, as Nick turns to give him instruction. NICK: Oh, ah, there may be one more person staying in my room with me, Henderson. But if she isn't, can you make the adjacent room up for her for me? HENDERSON: Ah... Henderson looks over at Maggie, who nods in agreement, before responding gracefully. HENDERSON: Absolutely, Mr. Fallon. NICK: Thanks, Henderson. As Henderson leaves with Nick's bags, Maggie asks the pertinent question. MAGGIE: Ahh...one other person? Nick smiles proudly as he responds. NICK: Yeah, Gabi may move in with me. She's gonna let me for sure today. Justin snaps at the news of yet another person in the house. JUSTIN: Oh, come on! What are we running, a boarding house here? Alex interjects, trying to keep his father's temper in check. ALEX: Dad! Nick...much as I hate to say it...he has a right to be here. ANJELICA: Alex is right. JUSTIN: Oh, how do you know, Anjelica? Anjelica stands by her son, giving Justin an emotionless, dry response. ANJELICA: I do my research. Apparently, this is a concept that escapes you. Justin sighs, as Nick corroborates Anjelica and Alex. NICK: They're right. Since I own a majority stake in Titan now, and this property is not Victor's personal property but Titan corporate property...well... Nick shrugs, feigning helplessness, as Justin shakes his head. JUSTIN: How the Hell did we manage this. Nick smirks, as he turns to leave the room, heading for his bedroom. On his way out, he makes a snarky retort. NICK: Guess you shouldn't have tried to shirk your taxes by making the house corporate property, Justin! See ya! As Nick disappears around the corner, Justin, Maggie, Alex and Anjelica stand around, with only Anjelica looking remotely pleased. Even Maggie looks uncomfortable with the situation they find themselves in. --- As Laura and Liam separate from their embrace, Jenn smiles broadly, excited by the apparent thawing of Liam and Laura's relationship. JENNIFER:Ohh this is great. Isn't it, JJ? JJ responds cooly, shaken by Laura's sudden change of heart toward the man he fears. JJ: Yeah. Awesome. Laura turns back toward JJ and smiles, winking just out of the line of sight of either Jenn or Liam. LAURA: Look, you should all be going. I need to take care of some things before JJ leaves. Laura turns to face Jenn and Liam. LAURA: You don't mind if JJ and I have a word alone before he leaves, do you? LIAM: Not at all. LAURA: Great. Jennifer and Liam step out of the room, leaving JJ behind, almost exploding to find out what Laura just did. JJ: Grandma, what the Hell was that? Laura turns to JJ, speaking softly so as not to be heard, but emphatically. She takes JJ's hands in hers and smiles wryly. LAURA: That was a factfinding mission, JJ. And I struck gold. JJ looks on, puzzled. Laura looks over as Liam and Jennifer close the front door to the house. LAURA: At least, I think so. And in any event, it's enough information for us to work with while you're at Berkley. JJ: Grandma, I don't get this. LAURA: It's simple, JJ. Things are going to be a lot easier around here if I make my fears about Liam appear to be addressed, and resolved. Now, Liam thinks I'm out of his hair. I get all kinds of information that you, myself, and Daniel can research, and we get to figure out exactly what's going on and who Liam is involved with before it's too late. JJ sighs, looking over at the doorway, his fear of Liam palpable. JJ: Grandma, I hope to God you're right about this. --- Jordan sits at her desk at University Hospital. She looks at her fiancé, Rafe, in horror, as he sits across from her at her desk. JORDAN: I don't...I don't understand...wh... RAFE: You heard me, didn't you? JORDAN: Yyyes, but I don't know how to respond to that kind of question, Rafe. What do you mean, who are you really marrying? I...you're marrying Jordan Ridgeway. Rafe looks steely-eyed at Jordan, entering into interrogation mode. RAFE: Kate seems to think otherwise. JORDAN: Kate thinks a lot of things, Rafe. And a whole lot of them are lies. Jordan gets up from her desk, leaning against it as she stares into Rafe's eyes. JORDAN: I have only known this woman for a matter of months, and I know this. Why can't you figure this out? RAFE: Because I know Kate. And I know that she would lie in a heartbeat if it would suit her, but I also know when she's telling the truth. Jordan sighs, looking away from Rafe. She shakes her head as she responds to Rafe. JORDAN: And you think this is one of those times. RAFE: Well? Is it? JORDAN: I'm not even going to dignify that with-- Rafe interrupts Jordan, exploding with anger as he shouts her down. RAFE: Is it?! After a moment of silence, Rafe gets up from his seat, and leans in toward Jordan, almost hissing his words. RAFE: J...Jordan, if you don't tell me the truth right now, I swear to God, I will walk out that door, and I will NEVER look back. Jordan sighs again. She slowly sits herself back down behind her desk. She throws her arms out, as though admitting defeat. JORDAN: Fine! Yes. I am not Jordan Ridgeway. Are you happy now? Rafe looks on, disappointment clearly in his eyes, as Jordan looks away, sensing his feeling. --- Jerome paces the living room of his family home, on his cell phone with Sheryl, as they both panic about the news of Crystal's arrival in Salem. JEROME: (into phone) W...ah...we...I intercepted that e-mail within minutes, how the hell... ... Sheryl stands in the stairwell at the hospital, shaking her head as she answers Jerome's question before he finishes. SHERYL: (into phone) I couldn't tell you. All I know is, she's here now, in the locker room, and is just SO happy to meet me. And now I gotta figure out what to do about it. ... JEROME: (into phone) Okay (sigh) look, just...sit tight, don't raise alarms. Just get to Jordan's office as fast as you can, and try to get her out of town. ... Sheryl shakes her head, annoyed by this turn of events. She responds to Jerome sarcastically. SHERYL: (into phone) Sure. Simple as that. (sigh) I'll figure something out. You keep your nose clean. I'll report back in a bit. Sheryl hangs up the phone, before turning back toward the door to the 7th floor. She opens the door back to the hallway outside the locker room, when she spies the cleaner leaving the supply room, pushing her cart out the door. As she does, she's on her walkie talkie, responding to a call from another floor. VOICE: (via walkie talkie) Sandra, there's a spill in the lounge on the 4th floor. SANDRA: (into walkie talkie) Yeah, I'm on it, thanks. Just on the 7th floor... As Sandra walks away with the cart, she's distracted by the conversation into the walkie talkie and doesn't notice Sheryl behind her. She pushes the cart away, forcing the door open, as the quiet hallway remains nearly empty. Mere milliseconds before the door shuts behind her, Sheryl sticks her foot out, stopping the door from fully closing. The cleaner doesn't notice, and Sheryl looks around at the empty hallway, and gives a knowing smirk, before stepping inside. ---
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  3. EPISODE 160 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco Justin sits in the Kiriakis living room, wearing his robe. He sits on the sofa, sipping a coffee while he flips through the morning edition of the Salem Spectator on his tablet. Alex walks into the room, fully dressed for the day, surprising Justin. ALEX: Morning. JUSTIN: Well, you're off to an early start. Alex pours himself a cup of coffee from the caraffe on the bar by the entrance to the living room. ALEX: Yeah, have to go into the office for a bit to sort out some things. Gotta figure out my action plan with WXIR breathing down our necks about the EnerNext project. JUSTIN: Yeah. I don't regret selling the station, but...we could have used the PR right about now. ALEX: Believe me, I know. The only thing we can hope for now is for Nick to self-sabotage, and hopefully, we get the company back. Anjelica steps into the room at this moment, perky as the morning sun. ANJELICA: Good morning, all! Anjelica kisses Alex on the cheek, to which Alex winces in slight embarrassment. ALEX: Morning. JUSTIN: Ahhh Anjelica! Bright like the sun, and just as irritating to look directly at. Anjelica turns to Justin, smiling broadly. ANJELICA: I'll chalk that remark up to that being your first cup of coffee for the day. JUSTIN: It's definitely my second. Your resemblance is just uncanny. Justin sips his second coffee, as Anjelica chooses to ignore his barbs and carries on. ANJELICA: Well, I am just thrilled to wake up to such handsome men first thing. However, I do have a lot of campaigning to do. I hope you all have time to see me on TV tonight. I'll be making an appearance on WXIR. Justin nearly spits out his coffee at Anjelica's response. JUSTIN: I'm sorry? ANJELICA: Yes! Nicole Walker wants to have me on for an interview regarding my plans for the energy sector, and I'm planning to lend my full support to the EnerNext project. I mean, unless that's a problem for you? Anjelica looks back and forth at her son, then at Justin, gauging their reaction. --- Jordan sits at her desk at University Hospital, struggling to concentrate after her intense conversation with Maxine about Jordan's relationship with Rafe. She leans back in her chair, sighing as she takes a break from her attempts to work, as a knock on the door is heard. JORDAN: Come in! Rafe opens the door to Jordan's office, a serious look on his face that Jordan spots immediately. JORDAN: Rafe! Rafe closes the door behind him, remaining standing close to the door. RAFE: We need to talk. Jordan's face holds a look of dread, as she waits to hear what Rafe wants to discuss. --- Maxine guides Sheryl, disguised as Nurse Crystal Clarke, over to the hospital locker room, motioning to the door of the room, as patients and staff hurry by. MAXINE: And here you go, here's the locker room. Your locker is 39D, and I hope you brought a lock. SHERYL: I did indeeed! MAXINE: Gooood. Now, get yourself changed, Dr. Grant will be meeting with you in... Maxine checks her watch. MAXINE: About half an hour. Her office is on the 8th floor. SHERYL: Thank you, Maxine! MAXINE: You're welcome, Honey! And I hope to be seeing more of you around here! Maxine walks off, as Sheryl keeps her keen (fake) smile on. As Maxine disappears from view, Sheryl darts into the locker room. She drops the fake southern accent almost immediately. SHERYL: That was a challenge. Sheryl sighs as she studies the lockers. She stumbles upon her locker, which is right next to another staff member. Sheryl draws herself up and gets back into character, as she plays friendly newbie, cutting through to her locker. SHERYL: Hiya! The woman turns around, her freshly-dyed blonde hair cut in a bob. She smiles warmly at Sheryl. WOMAN: Well hi there! The woman's thick southern accent sounds strikingly similar to Sheryl's, though the woman doesn't look up, as she tries to quickly change. SHERYL: Sorry, I know you're probably pretty busy. WOMAN: I am, it's mah first day here. As Sheryl opens her locker and puts her bag in, she smiles as she connects with her fellow new hire. SHERYL: Well, what a coincidence! Me too! What's your name, sweetheart?? The woman turns suddenly, her bright smile meets Sheryl's as she extends a hand in a greeting shake. WOMAN: I'm Crystal Clarke! What's your name?? Sheryl's face drops in horror as she realizes who is standing before her. --- --- Justin gets up from the sofa, unsure he heard Anjelica correctly. JUSTIN: Anjelica...did you miss the part where we no longer control Titan? ANJELICA: Well, that's neither here nor there, you still have an interest in maintaining the company's bottom line, no? Last time I checked, you were still the company's attorney. I would think you'd be thrilled by my support. JUSTIN: I'm not gonna lie, I am. Begrudgingly, but...as I told Alex...we need all the support we can get. Anjelica gives a wry smile, as she turns to pour herself a cup of coffee from the caraffe. ANJELICA: I just figured one good turn deserves another, and since you've all been so gracious about letting me stay here, I figured, well, at the very least I can...lend some support to your ends. ALEX: Trust me, Anjelica. That does a lot more than you know. Nicole Walker's planning to do a real butcher job on us with this report. ANJELICA: Well, not to worry, my son. Anjelica steps over to Alex, putting her hand lovingly (and patronizingly) on his cheek. ANJELICA: I eat women like Nicole Walker for breakfast. Turning back toward Justin, she sits herself down in the armchair next to the sofa. ANJELICA: Speaking of Titan...have you heard from your new CEO yet? ALEX: Thankfully, no. As Alex finishes his thought, Henderson steps into the room, looking somewhat weary. Justin spots this immediately as Henderson enters. HENDERSON: Ah...pardon me, Mr. Kiriakis, but...have things become so dire that we've begun letting rooms in the house? Justin looks on, baffled by Henderson's remark. JUSTIN: Well, last I checked, only the Martin House had rooms on BedAndBreakfast.com, why? HENDERSON: Ah...well... Before Henderson can finish his thought, Nick steps into the room, his luggage in tow. A broad smile on his face as he whips his sunglasses off, jubilantly. NICK: Ahhh! Home, sweet home. Nick surveys the room, as the others look at him, totally confused. --- Laura, JJ and Jennifer stand around the Horton living room, as Liam begins to explain himself to them. He uncomfortably stutters and paces the room, as the others listen. LIAM: So, like I told Jenn, I...basically had been in Chicago for awhile after my divorce from my wife. We um...we had some major issues. Things ended pretty badly between us. I still struggle with my anger at times. JJ: What did she do that was so awful? Liam sighs, as he sits down in an armchair in the room. He sighs for a moment before answering, solemnly. LIAM: It's....it's very complicated but...she wasn't interested in love. She wanted...power. And lots of it. Things I couldn't give her. In the end, she left me for my...father. JJ's eyes widen at the revelation. Laura looks on, still skeptical. Jenn reads the room, uneasy with the story coming out to her family. JJ: Wow! That's...that's heavy. LAURA: Jennifer, did you know about this? JENNIFER: Not really. And I'm not exactly comfortable with this having to come out to my entire family. Liam looks up at Jenn, a saddened look in his eye. LIAM: And I'm sorry about that. I just...I didn't want to waste the time we had together...dwelling on the past. Jenn nods, disappointed but understanding. JENNIFER: I understand. I do wish you'd tell me first, but...I understand. Laura, nonplussed by the revelation, interjects. LAURA: So how does the $50,000 come into it. And why are you so willing to give it away? LIAM: That...that was a combination of some good investments, and my divorce settlement, in a way. My father's a successful businessman, he offered me a lot of money if I went away quietly. Told me I'd never make her as happy as he could. (sigh) I knew he was right. Liam sits in the chair, solemn. He looks straight ahead, barely blinking as he stares with laser focus. LIAM: So I decided I was going to put the money to good use. Help someone I cared about that truly needed it. I want to build a life with Jennifer, Laura. I want to be a part of this family. And part of that is helping to make her children's dreams come true. I want that for them. Laura looks on, unsure whether she believes Liam or not. JJ's eyes dart back and forth between Liam, and Laura. LIAM: Will you let me do that for them? Laura stares unflinchingly at Liam, silently deciding what to make of what he's just told her. --- Jordan adjusts herself in her office chair, a look of dread on her face as Rafe walks toward her. JORDAN: Ah...sure. Sit down. Rafe takes a seat on the opposite side of Jordan's desk. He wears a grave look as well. Jordan hesitates before asking Rafe a question, almost as though she doesn't really want to know the answer. JORDAN: So...what did you want to talk about? RAFE: Well...I need you to explain some things to me. JORDAN: Like what? RAFE: See...I ran into Kate at the Town Square just now. Jordan sighs, frustrated by Kate's constant meddling. JORDAN: Kate. I knew it. What did she want this time? RAFE: Well, she told me something, and she said you'd have an answer for me. Jordan blurts out a sarcastic laugh. JORDAN: Oh, I'm sure. What did I do this time? Rafe looks cooly at Jordan, himself almost afraid of the answer he'll receive. RAFE: It's not what you did, Jordan. It's about who you are. Jordan looks back at Rafe, suddenly stone silent. RAFE: She told me Jordan Ridgeway isn't your real name. So who exactly did I just get engaged to? The colour drains for Jordan's face, as she thinks fast, reaching for an answer. --- Sheryl stand across from Crystal in the locker room at University Hospital. She smiles at Crystal, as she shakes her hand. SHERYL: Pleasure to meet you. Crystal beams, having met her first co-worker at the hospital. CRYSTAL: And your name is...? Sheryl jumps momentarily, sharing her name in a moment of desperation. SHERYL: Ah Sheryl. Sheryl...Matthews. CRYSTAL: Well, it's great to meet you, darlin'! SHERYL: Same here. Sheryl turns, looking into her locker with a sudden look of dread on her face. She glares into the void of her locker, hoping to maybe disappear into it as she stands next to the woman she intends to impersonate. Crystal, meanwhile, carries on jovially, without a care in the world, as she dons her scrubs. CRYSTAL: Gosh, you know, it's funny. Mah hair was exactly that colour not a week ago. SHERYL: Oh is that right? CRYSTAL: Yep! I dyed it blonde since I was movin'. Got a new job, moved to a new town. New life. Just what the doctor ordered. SHERYL: I understand that. CRYSTAL: You sound like a fella Southerner, where you from, Honey? Sheryl suddenly closes the door to her locker, her expression unchanging, as she turns to Crystal suddenly. SHERYL: Birmingham! I'm sorry, Crystal. I gotta meet with Dr. Grant in a moment. I'm sure I'll be seein' ya! CRYSTAL: Oh, it's fine, I'm sure you will! I gotta shower before my shift anyway. I haven't had a chance to yet, I just got into town this morning. So I best be goin' myself. Nice to meet ya! SHERYL: Likewise. Sheryl walks off, coldly, trying to avoid giving away her discomfort, as she quickly darts off around the corner. Quickly taking her cell phone in hand, Sheryl calls Jerome, her face shifting immediately into one of rage and panic, as she shouts into the phone, but in a hushed tone. SHERYL: (into phone) We have a MAJOR problem on our hands. ---
  4. EPISODE 159 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco Sheryl sits in the mirror at the seedy Lakeview Motel, where she's been hiding out for the past few days. Her long, light brown hair now a short bob of vibrant strawberry blonde, Sheryl sits before the hotel room vanity, finishing up her makeup. She closely studies the makeup of the picture of Crystal Clarke RN, who, with the help of similar facial features, she is attempting to emulate as closely as possible. Sheryl hears a knock at the door, and immediately puts down her eyeliner, running to the window to see who's there. After confirming who's there, she opens the door to find Jerome. Jerome steps quickly inside, as Sheryl closes the door behind him. SHERYL: Oh good, you're here. JEROME: Yeah, well, I don't know if I should be. People see me keep coming in here, they're gon' start getting suspicious. SHERYL: Oh please, this hotel leases out so few rooms, I doubt anyone's seen you. JEROME: You better hope you're right. Sheryl sighs, as she walks back over to finish her eye makeup. Jerome sits down at the edge of the bed, preparing to get down to business. JEROME: So...you ready? Taking on Crystal's southern twang, Sheryl responds slightly louder than neccessary. SHERYL: You bet ah am! Jerome replies dryly. JEROME: You're hilarious. Sheryl gives a knowing smirk as she answers him, still looking into her mirror as she outs on the last of her eyeliner. SHERYL: I try. JEROME: So you're gonna go down to the hospital, do her orientation, then you're gonna find Jordan and get her out of here, yes? Sheryl turns suddenly, having finished her makeup. She looks at Jerome with a bit of nervous anticipation. SHERYL: That's the plan. At least ideally. JEROME: And what if she's not going? You know she's so taken with this Rafe dude that she could tell him everything to throw us under the bus. SHERYL: She could, but she won't. Little Miss Virtuous is so afraid of everything, she would never take a risk like that, especially if it potentially opens her up to so many problems. Like losing Rafe, her freedom. Her life? Jerome looks on, unsure if he agrees with Sheryl. SHERYL: Trust me. Look, maybe she won't budge the first time I talk to her, but we'll just...keep at her until she gets back on side, we'll get our revenge against Nick, and we'll be out of here. Simple. JEROME: Yeah. Simple. Jerome looks away, not remotely convinced by Sheryl's "fool proof" plan. --- Sonny stands with Will in Sonny's office at Club TBD. Will having just told Sonny about Nicole's TV special. SONNY: Nicole wants to use her special to bulldoze Nick? Okay, but how does that impact you? WILL: It does because I'm the one credited with writing the PR and the info sheets on the EnerNext project. Will turns and begins to pace the room, deep in his own thoughts, as Sonny looks on, trying to sort through the information his fiancé is giving him. SONNY: Right, and that info is a lot of PR spin for an oil company. Hardly anything unusual. WILL: It will be now that it's a political football. Anjelica Deveraux is campaigning on it, and the governor wants the entire project shut down. And after that show airs, if I don't keep this job, my name is going to be attached to that for the rest of my career. I don't know if I can live with that. Sonny takes a moment, before solemnly responding to Will. SONNY: Even if that's the only way we can win against Nick? Will turns aburptly to look at Sonny, both Sonny and Will looking concerned. --- Laura steps into the Horton living room, where Jennifer, Liam, and JJ are assembled. Having been in an intense conversation, Laura has caught the family off guard with her arrival. She appears with arms crossed, a stern look on her face. LAURA: You know, I was expecting my daughter to ask these questions, but I figure now is as good a time as any to ask. What with JJ leaving for Berkley and whatnot. Laura stops standing next to her grandson, somewhat accusational tone in her voice. LAURA: Where did you get that $50,000 from to give to JJ, Liam? Liam looks stunned at Laura's steely eyes. Her sudden resolve making even JJ a bit nervous. --- --- Laura stands, putting on a brave face, as JJ looks at her, intense eyes with a hint of discomfort in them, as Jenn and Liam look on, surprised by Laura's question. JENNIFER: Mom, I...do you really think... LAURA: I think, Jennifer Rose, that I need to feel comfortable with where all this money is coming from before I allow my grandson to live off it for the next four years. Laura's eyes quickly dart toward Liam, who looks uncomfortable with Laura's line of questioning, but remains silent. Laura steps slowly toward Liam, arms still folded in front of her. LAURA: I'm going to be totally honest with you, Liam. I don't know you all that well, and I am not overly comfortable with how quickly your relationship with my daughter has developed, considering how little I know about you. JENNIFER: Mom... LAURA: Maybe Jennifer knows you a bit better, but you still remain a little too much of a mystery to me. So let me just be clear with you. If I don't feel comfortable that you got that $50,000 through legitimate means, I will not allow JJ to live off it while he goes to Berkley, and I will reimburse you for the tuition payment he made using the money. Do we understand each other? JJ jumps in, stunned by his grandmother's decision. JJ: Grandma! Laura quickly turns to JJ to stop him continuing. LAURA: JJ. Don't...argue with me. Her voice drops to barely a whisper, as she finishes her thought in tones only JJ can comprehend. LAURA: (whispers) I know what I'm doing. Liam begins to respond, causing Laura to turn back around, and JJ and Jennifer to turn their attention back his way. LIAM: Alright. Okay, if it'll make you feel better about me, I'll do it. I'll tell you everything you want to know about me. Including where the $50,000 came from. Laura looks back at JJ, giving him a knowing look. Jenn looks at Liam, surprised that he'd capitulate to Laura's demand. --- Will looks away from Sonny, as he contemplates the question Sonny's put to him regarding Nick. WILL: I don't know, Sonny. Can I handle having my career taken away from me in exchange for having Nick out of our lives? Will sighs, taking a moment to come up with answer. He turns his head to face a sympathetic Sonny. WILL: Maybe. SONNY: Regardless, you have a lot of people on your side in this. We'll be there for you if you take the hit. Sonny puts his hand on Will's shoulder, squeezing his tense shoulder as Will turns to face his fiancé. SONNY: You know that, right? As Will turns around, Sonny wraps his other arm around Will's other shoulder. They look lovingly at each other, as Will cracks a smile. WILL: I do. SONNY: Good. Sonny stops a moment, while Will stands silently, his smile fading almost as quickly as it had appeared. This alarms Sonny. SONNY: So...why do I feel like something else happened that you're not telling me about? WILL: Because...there is something else. But...I don't really know what to make of it. SONNY: Oh? WILL: I went to check on Ari for a sec, and...Nicole just...vanished. I mean...it's probably nothing but...I feel like something was off when I came back in the room. Like... Sonny's arms drop to his side, as Sonny tries to figure out what happened. SONNY: Well...was something out of place or... WILL: No. No, nothing was off, I checked. But...I dunno, Sonny. Something tells me she didn't just come to the house to warn me about the story. She was up to something, and I need to figure out what. --- Nicole walks along the path approaching the Brady Pub, cautiously. She hears her text tone go off on her phone and opens her bag, to see a message from Eric. i love you. thank u for being here today. Dinner 2nite? Smiling, she texts back. I'd love to. Meet @ Chez Rouge, 8pm? Putting her phone away, she breathes in deeply, as she pulls out something new from her bag, a box of handgun ammo. She looks at it momentarily, before putting it back in her bag. She reaches back into her bag, and grabs her phone again, calling Nick. NICOLE: (into phone) Nick. I need to see you ASAP. --- Jordan sits at her office desk as University Hospital, alone, as Sheryl's words spin around in her head, over and over. There’s no way out Jordan. Even if you back out now. The words echo over and over, overlapping until they become a deafening chorus in Jordan's head. Wincing as she holds her head, the voice in Jordan's head grows louder until Jordan picks up her coffee mug and hurls it against the opposite wall, smashing it into pieces. Suddenly the room is quiet, as Jordan breathes a sigh of relief. JORDAN: You're not gonna win, Sheryl. I won't let you. --- Outside, in the 6th floor lobby, the elevator doors open up. Sheryl steps out, dressed as Crystal Clarke. She smiles as she steps over to Maxine at the nurses' station. She speaks in her best southern drawl. SHERYL: Hi, I'm...sorry, I'm new here, it's mah first day. Could you direct me to Dr. Grant's office? Maxine smiles, as she looks up at Crystal over her reading glasses. MAXINE: Sure thing, honey. I'll page Dr. Grant now. What was your name? Sheryl smiles wryly, as she answers Maxine's question. SHERYL: I'm nurse Crystal Clarke. ---
  5. Sexuality on Daytime Soaps

    It would definitely help stop the gay characters from being islanded in their own stories, and/or forcing them to introduce new characters every time they need a spoiler for a popular couple, but...I don't have much hope.
  6. EPISODE 158 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco Jennifer and Liam walk downstairs at the Horton house to find JJ walking in, suitcases and a couple boxes by the door. Jenn looks on shocked, as JJ smiles. JENNIFER: JJ, what are you...? JJ: Hey, Mom. I ah...sorry, I didn't wanna wake you guys but...I decided to leave today instead of tomorrow for Berkley. Jenn's face drops, as Liam pulls Jenn in close. LIAM: Well that's...that's a surprise, JJ. I think your mom and I were hoping to spend some more time with you before you go. JJ looks at Liam, not entirely confident that Liam's being genuine. JJ: Well, I'm not leaving right away. I did wanna spend some time with you guys before heading off. Besides, I had a few things I wanted to discuss...mostly with you, Liam. Both Liam and Jennifer look at JJ with confusion, as JJ shuffles uncomfortably. --- Will emerges from Gabi's bedroom, having settled Ari down and back to sleep. He speaks out as he closes the door to Gabi's room behind him, assuming Nicole is still in the living room waiting for him. WILL: Hey, sorry about that, I just had to... Will looks around to find no sign of Nicole, and her jacket and purse gone. He looks confused as he calls out to her. WILL: Nicole? Will sighs, confused and a bit worried by Nicole's sudden disappearance. --- In the park near Town Square, Noelle and Eric remain on the bench, finishing their coffees. ERIC: I'm sorry I put all my problems on you like this. NOELLE: Don't worry about it. Sometimes you just need an outside voice to...inject some reason back into your life. You know? Eric looks at Noelle, and smiles warmly. ERIC: Yeah, I do. NOELLE: Look, I'm sure once this special airs, things will go back to normal between you and Nicole, and you'll probably laugh at how stressed out you were about this. ERIC: (sigh) I hope you're right. Noelle puts a hand on Eric's shoulder, as Nicole walks quickly into the bushy area where Eric and Noelle are sitting. Caught off guard, they both look up suddenly, as Nicole stands startled to see them together. --- --- Jordan gets up from behind her desk at University Hospital, taking the patient files Maxine has brought her to her filing cabinet. As she opens the drawer, Maxine, sitting in front of Jordan's desk, turns to face her, visibly concerned. MAXINE: Honey, I'm serious. Rafe Hernandez just proposed marriage to you and you look like you're about to hold a funeral for that man. Now what is wrong? Jordan puts the file folder away and closes the drawer with a light slam. She turns around, holding her head in her hands. She resists the urge to scream. JORDAN: It's...it's nothing, okay? I just...there's a lot going on and I just...I don't know if I can marry him. MAXINE: Honey, what are you talking about? That man loves you more than anything in this world. Jordan begins to calm down, her arms dropping to her side as she nervously walks back toward her desk. JORDAN: I know but...Maxine, I...I've done a lot of things in my past that Rafe doesn't know about. Jordan sits down in her office chair, looking toward the ceiling, clearly frustrated. MAXINE: We all have! Come on, now. I'm sure it's nothing he wouldn't completely understand. JORDAN: Ohhh I don't know about that. Maxine looks at Jordan, unimpressed. Her tone deepens as she answers Jordan. MAXINE: Try me. Jordan sighs, knowing Maxine will keep digging if she doesn't give her something. JORDAN: He doesn't know about my ex-boyfriend. He doesn't know that I got dumped when I told him I was pregnant. MAXINE: So? JORDAN: He doesn't know I ended the pregnancy after he dumped me because I couldn't raise a baby on my own. Maxine sits back in her chair, sighing heavily. She takes a moment to mull her thoughts over before answering Jordan. MAXINE: Honey, I'm sorry. Jordan turns away from Maxine, opening her drawer to pull out a pen. JORDAN: Well, there's not much you can do about it now. MAXINE: Look, I don't know if I would've made the same decision you did under the same circumstances, but that man loves you with everything in him. Even if he had a hard time accepting what you did, he would try to understand it. JORDAN: Maxine, I don't know. What I do know is that I've tried very hard to move on with my life, and every time I turn around it gets harder and harder to do that. Jordan becomes more and more agitated, as Maxine faces Jordan with a look of curiosity. MAXINE: What do you mean? Has something happened? JORDAN: It's nothing, Maxine. MAXINE: No. Girl, you need to tell me what's happened? Jordan looks down at her desk, as Maxine persists. MAXINE: I can't help you, Jordan, unless you tell me what's going on. After a tense moment, Jordan sighs and fesses up. JORDAN: My ex- is back in town, and I know he's up to no good, and if I'm not careful, he may just tell Rafe all about my past. Jordan begins to tear up, as she continues to tell Maxine about her situation with Jerome. JORDAN: And I don't know if I can handle that, Maxine. I really don't know. Maxine looks on as Jordan breaks down in tears. Slowly getting up from her seat, she takes Jordan's hand and pulls her up into a tight hug, Jordan crying on Maxine's shoulder. --- Will walks into Club TBD, searching for Sonny. Not seeing him, Will walks over to T, who is bartending. WILL: Ah, hey, T. Have you seen Sonny at all? T: Hey! Yeah, he's just in the office. Go ahead. WILL: Great. Thanks, man. Will looks over before walking quickly over to the office, and knocking on the door. Inside, Sonny sits at his desk, looking over a spreadsheet on his laptop. SONNY: Come in! Will opens the door, and quickly closes the door behind him. He makes a beeline to Sonny, who gets up from his desk with a smile and kisses Will on the lips as a loving greeting. WILL: Hey! SONNY: Will! Hey! What's up? Everything okay at the apartment? WILL: Yeah. Yeah, I um...I dropped Ari off with Marlena for a bit. I had to...I had to tell you about something that happened that's....got me a bit worried. SONNY: Why? What happened? Will turns away from Sonny momentarily, trying not to let him see the worry in his face, but Sonny can tell, regardless. WILL: Well, Nicole had been trying to get ahold of me, and so I had her come over. SONNY: Nicole? What did she want? WILL: That's what I wanted to know. She was...digging for information on Nick and Titan, and... SONNY: Uh oh. Will turns around, almost laughing as he nods emphatically at Sonny. WILL: Yeah, exactly. Uh oh. Sonny, I don't know who else to turn to, so just... SONNY: Yeah, don't worry. You can always tell me anything, you know that. Sonny puts his hand on Will's shoulder. Will smiles half-heartedly. SONNY: So what did she say then? WILL: Well, that my mom gave her permission to bulldoze Nick, but that...I may get caught in the crossfire. Professionally speaking. Sonny looks at Will, seeing the worry in Will's eyes does the same to him. --- Nicole stands startled, as Noelle rises from her seat on the park bench next to Eric. NOELLE: Hey, Nicole. Nicole looks at Noelle, a faint smile on her face, as she senses she's interrupted a moment. NICOLE: Hey. NOELLE: I ah...was just catching up with Eric, but...I do need to go. Can we ah...can we get together this weekend sometime? Maybe a double date at Club TBD or something? NICOLE: I'd like that. NOELLE: Great. Eric, it was good to see you. Noelle puts her hand on Eric's shoulder, as Eric looks up and smiles back at Noelle, before she takes off. NOELLE: Nicole. Nicole smiles half-heartedly as Noelle leaves the park, leaving Nicole alone with Eric. ERIC: I'm sorry I ran off like that. Nicole slowly steps over to Eric, and sits down beside him on the park bench. NICOLE: It's okay. I figured you needed some time to...decompress. Be alone, although, I guess you weren't completely alone, but... ERIC: Noelle just...happened to be walking by. Offered me a coffee for my thoughts. NICOLE: I'm glad she was there. Nicole looks at Eric, who looks out at the park before him, never once turning to face Nicole. After a moment's silence, Nicole pipes up. NICOLE: Eric, if...if I made you feel like you were coming second to my work, I'm sorry. I didn't mean-- ERIC: No! No, Nicole. Eric turns suddenly, now looking Nicole's way, his gaze focused on her. ERIC: You have something so important to say right now. Your job is to inform the people of this city about something incredibly...pressing to their lives and their health. It was selfish of me to react the way I did to it. NICOLE: But Eric, you're allowed to feel that way. I wasn't there with you on our wedding night. The first night of our lives together and I spent it sitting at my desk trying to build a case against Nick Fallon. I...Nick isn't important enough to make me waste away a night that should've been so special. ERIC: There will be so many more of those. Besides. We haven't had our big wedding yet. Eric and Nicole both smile at each other, as Eric leans back in his seat, his gaze never leaving his new bride. ERIC: You know, the one we talked about with all our family and friends there. NICOLE: Oh, I remember. ERIC: I'm so happy to be your husband, even if we did kinda...rush to the altar. Nicole furrows her brow slightly. NICOLE: What do you mean? ERIC: Well, I mean...you didn't force my hand or anything, I think it was my idea to get married right away, but... NICOLE: But... Eric sighs, knowing he may have hit a nerve. He looks away again before continuing. ERIC: I worry that we got married in a hurry because I was running from something. NICOLE: Like what? ERIC: I dunno. The rejection of losing my vocation. Of all the...judgmental people that look at me with contempt like I've done something horribly wrong. NICOLE: But you didn't. And if I thought for a minute that that was why you were marrying me, Eric? I would have stopped you from marrying me the moment I realized. Eric smiles, as he puts his arm around Nicole. NICOLE: Truth is, yeah, I was insecure about our relationship for awhile. I...thought that maybe...if you were cleared and the church wanted you back that...that you'd want to leave me. That I was some sort of...consolation prize. ERIC: Nicole, I would never-- NICOLE: I know. I know that now. I know you love me...more than anything in this world. Hearing the way you stood up for me at our wedding? How you made it clear to your mom and your sister that...that I was the most important thing in your life, and that nothing they could say, or do was gonna change that. I know there's nothing that could keep us apart now. I believe it with everything in me. Eric leans in and kisses Nicole, as Nicole wraps her arms around her husband. They hold each other as they kiss each other gently, but passionately. --- JJ, Jennifer and Liam step into the Horton living room, as Jennifer and Liam sit side-by-side on the sofa. JJ takes the armchair, as he leans in, looking seriously. JENNIFER: Okay, I don't like the look on your face, JJ. What's wrong? JJ: Mom, it's...just that I have some concerns about things here at the house right now. LIAM: What do you mean, JJ? JJ sighs, unsure how to phrase his thoughts. JJ: I just...Mom, I know you and Liam have been seeing each other for awhile, and...you know, you seem very happy. And I want that for you guys, but...I have...concerns. JENNIFER: What do you mean? JJ, if this is about Daniel-- JJ: It's not...It's not about Daniel, Mom. I understand, things are over between you and him. And that's my fault. Jennifer reaches over and takes JJ's hand in hers. She speaks emphatically to him. JENNIFER: JJ, it is NOT your fault things didn't work out between Daniel and I. You have got to let that go, honey. JJ: I won't. Mom, I let you down too many times when I came back to Salem. I was in a lot of pain and I hurt you a lot. And I will never be able to say I'm sorry enough times. Jennifer smiles wistfully, as she squeezes JJ's hand. LIAM: You know your mother's so proud of the changes you've made recently, JJ. Don't think I haven't noticed either. That's why I offered you that money to go to college at Berkley. I think you're ready. JJ breathes in, as he musters his courage. JJ: That's...that's actually one of the things I wanted to ask you about...I probably should have asked sooner, but... LIAM: Sure, go ahead. JJ looks up, hiding his fear as he asks Liam his question. JJ: Where did you get all that money from, anyway? LAURA: That's something I'm dying to hear, myself, actually. Liam, Jenn, and JJ all turn with a start toward the archway leading into the living room, as Laura walks slowly into the room, a stern look on her face. LAURA: Just where DID you get $50,000 from to give away to my grandson, Liam? Laura stands, staring straight at Liam, her arms folded accusingly. ---
  7. When real life gets in the way

    ...the f*ck did I just read? I am so glad I stopped watching this show. Wow, that sounds absolutely painful.
  8. EPISODE 157 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco Liam sits upright in Jenn's bed, as Jenn stands over him, arms folded, still dressed in overalls in preparation to paint Liam's house. JENNIFER: Liam... LIAM: I'm sorry. Jenn, I didn't mean-- JENNIFER: You said it wasn't like before when we lived together. Now, I know that you and I never lived together, so the only thing that can mean is that you're fixating on your ex-wife again. Liam tries to interject, hoping to stop Jenn from becoming even more agitated. LIAM: Jenn-- JENNIFER: No, just stop, Liam. Okay, you have got to let go of the anger feel toward her. Liam stops himself from speaking. Instead, looking down as Jenn continues to speak. JENNIFER: You know, I held onto my anger when I thought Jack left us in Africa. I thought he just...disappeared on some walkabout, and I kept that anger for years. It made me bitter, and...and...miserable. Liam looks up at Jenn, as Jenn sits down on the edge of her bed, and looks tenderly at Liam. JENNIFER: But I realized that that anger and that bitterness was just making it impossible for me to...to move on with my life. Jenn takes Liam's hand in hers, she holds it close to her chest. JENNIFER: You have so much generosity in you. I've seen that in how you've handled JJ, and the way you are with Abigail and I. Liam...don't lose that because you're still holding onto this...this rage within you from what happened with your wife before. LIAM: Jenn, I'm not, I'm-- JENNIFER: No. You are. I can tell. Just...let me help you, we can talk to my mom, she can refer you-- Liam cuts Jenn off, something approaching terror in his voice as he almost jumps out of the bed. LIAM: No no no, I am NOT talking to your mother about this. Okay? Jenn looks on, confused and disappointed by Liam's strong reaction. --- Eric sits on a park bench, deep in thought. As he sits, silently, staring off into space, Noelle walks by, a tray with two coffee cups in her hand. Stopping a moment, she looks down at Eric, who barely notices she's there. NOELLE: Rough night? Eric looks up at Noelle, a troubled look on his face, before looking back down. ERIC: Could say that. NOELLE: Well...if you wanna talk about it, I'm here. Noelle sits down beside Eric on the bench, a thoughtful smile on her face as she does. Eric remains looking away. ERIC: Not much to say really. Just got a lot on my mind. NOELLE: This is...not how I expected you'd be acting the day after your wedding. ERIC: Yeah, same here. But then, I didn't expect my bride to spend our wedding night in her office working on a news story. Noelle puts her hand across Eric's shoulders, giving him a comforting hand, before reaching over to pull one of her cups of coffee from the tray. NOELLE: Well...it looks like you haven't slept much. So...here. Triple Shot Espresso Caramel Macchiato. Eric looks over as Noelle extends the coffee cup to him. Reluctantly, he takes it. NOELLE: It's supposed to be for Alex, but...I can always double back to the Java Cafe and get another one. Eric looks down, before taking a sip. He manages a faint smile. ERIC: Thanks. NOELLE: Don't mention it. So...where's Nicole now? Eric looks out again, before shrugging, and turning to face Nicole. ERIC: To be perfectly honest, I have no idea. --- Nicole rings Will's doorbell, and stands outside Will's door, waiting to be let in. She's anxious as she waits. Will opens the door, and ushers Nicole into the apartment. WILL: Hey Nicole. NICOLE: Hey. Closing the door behind her as Nicole steps in, Will stands by and offers a hand to Nicole. WILL: Can I take your coat? Nicole looks back, smiling as she sets herself down on the sofa. NICOLE: So polite. You sure you're Sami's kid? Will is momentarily amused by Nicole, before quieting down quickly again. He shrugs sheepishly. WILL: I guess I get it from my grandma. NICOLE: Let's go with that. Will nervously steps toward the kitchen area. WILL: Did you ah...did you want anything? Tea? Coffee? NICOLE: No. No, I'm fine. Thanks. I don't really have that much time. Just...I had some things to go over with you regarding Nick. WILL: Right. You said on the phone. I a... Will sits down on the sofa next to Nicole, looking at her in an attempt to be firm. WILL: I ah...as I said, I can't tell you much about the inner workings of my job, since...a lot of what I work on is pretty confidential, but... NICOLE: That's fine. Look, I know this isn't going to be pretty but...Sami found out that Nick took over as CEO at Titan, and...she basically gave me license to bulldoze Nick. At all costs. Will looks at Nicole seriously. A bit worried about what she would say next. WILL: Okay. NICOLE: So...what that means for you, then...(sigh) your press releases for EnerNext. They were...from what a lot of very reliable sources tell me, heavily biased, and the sources you used were, can I say, flat out wrong. Will tenses somewhat, responding slightly more curtly. WILL: I used the data I was given, nothing more. NICOLE: I figured as much. Nicole looks down, sighing as she continues. NICOLE: Will, I'm not trying to...hurt your career or throw you under the bus, but...your press releases may be a big part of my report tomorrow night, and...are you going to be okay if you're implicated in this? Will looks up at Nicole, worried and slightly confused by Nicole's question. --- --- Jordan sits in her office, playing with her engagement ring. As she stares at it, her mind wanders to the night Sheryl and Jordan had their falling out. Sheryl's words haunt Jordan. *** FLASHBACK TO EPISODE 105 Jordan stands in Sheryl's office, and looks down, arms still folded in discomfort as she tries to hold herself back. Sheryl looks on, standing behind her desk. Jordan sighs heavily, as she wordlessly listens to Sheryl’s emphatic words. SHERYL: You can pretend like you have this great future with Rafe, Jordan, but we both know that once we launch that virus tonight, the ISA and the Salem PD are going to be onto us, and you and I will have to leave town and take on a new identity. There’s no way out Jordan. Even if you back out now. *** Jordan snaps back to reality thanks to a knock at the door. Jordan adjusts herself, trying to clear the mist from her eyes as she calls out. JORDAN: Ah, come in! Maxine steps into the office, a patient file in hand. Maxine announces her arrival as she spots Jordan's emotional expression mid-sentence. MAXINE: Morning, Honey. I brought...your patient files. Jordan clears her throuat as she reaches her hand out to take the files from Maxine, who gives Jordan a stern, concerned look. JORDAN: Thanks, Maxine. MAXINE: What's wrong. JORDAN: Nothing. Maxine sits down in the guest chair across Jordan's desk. She folds her arms expectantly. MAXINE: Come on, Girl. Out with it. You are engaged to be married to the man of your dreams. So why you been crying? Jordan sighs, knowing Maxine won't back down. --- Jennifer stands up from the edge of her bed, watching as a frustrated Liam begins to get dressed, incensed by her suggestion that he seek therapy. JENNIFER: Liam, I wasn't implying you go to therapy with my mom, I just... Liam turns around suddenly after having put a t-shirt on, the simmering rage in his voice. LIAM: No, you just think I'm crazy. JENNIFER: I do not. I just...I know what it's like to feel betrayed by someone you love. Okay. Jack....isn't the first person who's let me down, I mean...I was married before to a man who broke my trust in so many ways, I can't begin to go into it. He...he abused my trust for...for years before I finally realized what he was really like. Liam looks at Jenn, almost feeling heartbroken as he listens to her speak. He becomes more and more tense as she continues, trying to hold in his rage. LIAM: Jenn, please, don't-- JENNIFER: ...And I thought I couldn't trust anyone ever again after that. But...I had family that loved me, and a man who was patient with me, and loved me enough to take his time and rebuild my trust. Liam tries desperately to hold it together, as Jenn looks lovingly at him. JENNIFER: Jack was that person for me after Peter hurt me so badly. I want to be that person for you, Liam. LIAM: I... Jenn walks over to the other side of the bed, and puts her arms around a tense Liam. She holds him tenderly, and he reluctantly embraces her, all the while holding in so many emotions, but finally being unable to hold in a tear. JENNIFER: Let me be that person for you. Liam breathes deeply, suppressing his anger as he embraces Jennifer. --- Noelle sits with Eric on the park bench, as they enjoy their coffees. She looks interested as Eric tells her about his wedding. ERIC: So once my mom and Sami knew I wasn't backing down....well...they took the hint. NOELLE: Right, but...I mean, obviously that's gonna cause a huge rift between you and your family. I mean, I don't know Nicole well but it sounds like your family's...I mean, they have their reasons not to like her. Eric sighs, looking down at the ground as he speaks. ERIC: I know. Doesn't mean they have any right to judge her. As though she's completely incapable of personal growth. NOELLE: Well, some people change, a lot don't. Eric looks up at Noelle, who holds Eric's gaze. Noelle smiles, as Eric holds his serious look. ERIC: I've known Nicole a very long time, and...in our time working together at St. Luke's...I saw a change in her. A huge change. It's...it's almost impossible to describe. But...I'm worried she's slipping back. NOELLE: What do you mean? ERIC: I mean since she's been working on this story...it consumes her. I understand it's an important story to tell, but she behaves as though nothing else matters. She tells me she loves me, and I believe her, but it's almost as though she's working to...protect our relationship somehow. As though us being together would somehow destroy what we've built. Noelle looks at Eric, her expression thoughtful. NOELLE: That sounds...complicated. Are you sure it's not just a...temporary thing. I mean, you said yourself, the special airs in a day or two. I've known some people who work in the news and when a big story's about to break, it eats a lot of their time. Eric shakes his head, getting up from his seat, and beginning to pace in front of the bench. ERIC: No. No, there's....there's something different about this. And I can't put my finger on what it is. Even how we got married felt strange. I...admit, I raced into it, but... NOELLE: But you felt a kind of...pressure? ERIC: I don't know. Maybe. I just know something is wrong, and I can't get Nicole to tell me what it is. Noelle stands up from the bench, and puts a hand on Eric's shoulder in comfort. Eric turns his head to look at Noelle, still looking pensive. --- Will paces in front of the sofa, where Nicole is still sitting. WILL: Nick didn't commission the report, Nicole. I mean, if anything, he's trying to stop the EnerNext project. NICOLE: I know that. I'm actually hoping to get him to commit to an interview on air tomorrow night. Hopefully catching him live on TV, he won't be able to escape the questions. Nicole pauses for a moment. Will stops and turns to look at her as she continues. NICOLE: But we all know Nick is...extremely volatile. WILL: Especially lately. NICOLE: Oh I realize! Believe me. We don't know what he'll come out with, and...since you were the one whose name is on those releases...you may be putting your writing career at risk if he names you as being responsible for the report. I want you to be prepared for that. Will looks on, thoughtfully, though uncomfortable with what could potentially happen. WILL: Thanks for the head's up. Gabi, Sonny, and I...we've been preparing. Nick can be...extremely dangerous. As Will finishes the thought, Ari begins to cry from the next room. Nicole is startled for a moment, as both her and Will suddenly turn to look into Gabi's room, where Ari is sleeping in the crib. WILL: I should... NICOLE: Yeah, go! WILL: Just, ah...sit tight, I'll be back in a sec. Nicole nods, a faint smile on her face as she watches Will dart into Gabi's bedroom, closing the door behind him. As he does, Nicole gets up from the sofa, and makes a beeline for the desk by the front door. Ever-so-quietly sliding open the middle drawer, Nicole searches for whatever information she can. As she flips quickly through, one eye on the door, and one on the papers in Will's desk, she sees nothing. Quickly, she closes the top drawer and opens the next drawer to the right. Her mouth opens, as she spies the pistol EJ has left for Gabi. Pulling it out, Nicole looks over toward the door, before holding it up, nodding slowly. NICOLE: Well, that's one way to be prepared, Will. Nicole chuckles to herself as she holds the gun up right in front of her face, giving a wry smile as she studies it like a preserved artifact. ---
  9. When real life gets in the way

    No, you're definitely right. It was a skylight.
  10. Days: August 2018 Discussion Thread

    That's a lot of DAYS couple scenes lately. Say "I love you" a couple times to remind the audience you're a couple, then share some food and talk about said food. Rinse and repeat. I've been mostly enjoying what I'm seeing but, that, in particular, drove me nuts.
  11. EPISODE 156 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco Eric wakes up in his bed at the Salem Inn, smiling as he turns to touch his new bride. Eric wakes up a start as he realizes Nicole never returned to their room. Looking around the room, he realizes she never returned from the office. Regardless, in vain hope, he calls out to her. ERIC: Nicole? After hearing no response, Eric sighs, shaking his head as he pulls himself out of bed. --- Nicole sits at her desk, sipping on another cup of coffee as she picks up her phone to try calling Will again. After a moment of waiting for someone to answer, she leaves a message. NICOLE: (into phone) Hey, Will. It's Nicole Walker. I need to speak to you about something...it's pretty important, business stuff. Call me when you get this. Thanks. After hanging up, she looks at the time on her phone, panicking as she jumps from her seat. NICOLE: Oh my God. Oh God, poor Eric. I've been in here all night. I gotta...I gotta go. Bolting from her seat, Nicole hastily grabs her essentials, putting them in her purse as she rushes back to her husband. --- Gabi paces the pier on a foggy morning. Struggling to see, she feels uneasy with her surroundings. She holds herself, trying to keep warm against the cool air of the lakeside. Behind her, EJ approaches Gabi from behind. Gabi turns around suddenly and jumps back with a start. GABI: You scared me! Gabi smacks EJ for giving her a fright, which EJ winces at. EJ: Sorry! Sorry, I...guess I step lightly. GABI: Dammit, EJ. Announce yourself or SOMETHING! God! EJ: Again, I'm..(laughs) so sorry. Look, we should...try to be discreet. GABI: That's fine. Just...do you have the pill refill for Nick? EJ: I don't. I haven't spoken to Liam yet today, but I'll make sure I do immediately. Gabi nods, somewhat disappointed by the news. GABI: Well, I hope so. Nick was in...a lot of pain last night. EJ: What do you mean? GABI: Well, he...he and I were out on a "date", and...we were heading back to my place and he just...collapsed. He had this intense headache that crippled him like...completely! And that's when I called you. EJ sighs, concerned what this plan is doing. EJ: And the pills are making the headaches go away. GABI: Seems to be the only thing. And I mean, he's definitely been unpredictable since he's been hooked on them. Maybe not delusions but...he asked me to move in with him last night. EJ's eyes widen, his ears perking up at the news. EJ: What did you tell him? GABI: Nothing so far, but...EJ, when I was reaching for his pills last night, Nick got a phone call from Anjelica Deveraux. Why would he be in contact with her? She's running for governor. EJ nods, suddenly a lot of things becoming clear. EJ: Gabriella...you need to say yes to Nick's proposition. Move in with him. The first chance you get. Gabi looks stunned by EJ's strong insistence. --- Kate stands with Rafe in Horton Town Square, coffee cup in hand. She looks with concern at a confused Rafe. RAFE: Well, come on, Kate. Out with it. What do you need to tell me about Jordan? Kate hesitates a moment before answering. KATE: Alright, but I need you to promise you're going to listen to me, and believe me when I say I am not making this up. RAFE: Kate, what are you talking about? Kate bursts out, almost shouting emotionally over an increasingly desperate Rafe. KATE: Jordan is not her real name, Rafe! Rafe looks on, stunned by Kate's revelation. --- --- Jennifer stands before her full-length bedroom mirror, putting her hair up in a loose bun. Wearing overalls, she's all ready for the day of painting Liam's house. She smiles widely as she excitedly talks to a still-in-bed Liam about her ideas for the day. JENNIFER: So, I figured we'll stop at the hardware store first. Grab the paint we need and any other supplies you don't have and... Liam stops her mid-sentence, sighing at putting a damper on Jenn's enthusiasm. LIAM: Jenn...we can't do this. I'm sorry. JENNIFER: Well, why not? Liam, you said yourself, your house needs a lot of work, and the painting won't get done on its own... LIAM: Jenn... JENNIFER: No! Liam! I want to help you. I haven't seen your home yet. You...you almost act like there's something to hide there or something. Liam furrows his brow, shaking his head almost too quickly as he begins to speak tersely. LIAM: No! Of course not! I just...I told you, I'm embarrassed by the place, and I...I kinda wanna leave a good impression. Jenn turns to face Liam, laughing as she speaks to him. JENNIFER: Liam, we've been together for months, it's not like you're a stranger to me. Liam, becoming agitated, cuts Jenn off without thinking. LIAM: Yeah, but it's not like it was when we lived together, things changed! Jenn looks puzzled by Liam's statement. JENNIFER: What did you say? Liam looks up at Jenn, trying desperately to think quickly of an answer. --- Rafe looks stunned, as Kate sighs, looking at her watch. She moves in to try to touch Rafe, but thinks better of it. RAFE: What? KATE: I'm sorry, but I have to go. Rafe grabs Kate's arm, in an attempt to stop her from leaving their conversation, a hint of rage in his voice. RAFE: No, you can't just leave after dropping a bomb like that. KATE: I can't say anything more, Rafe. Ask Jordan. Rafe stands in complete shock, as Kate frees her wrist from Rafe's grip, and walks away. --- Nicole scrambles to the door of her hotel room, fumbling to try to find her card key to get in, as Eric opens the door, fully clothed and ready for the day. He scowls as he sees his new bride standing before him. Nicole looks up, smiling sheepishly. NICOLE: Eric, I'm...I'm so sorry. Eric tries to hold his anger in, sighing in frustration as he stands in the doorway. ERIC: (sigh) Nicole. Where were you? Nicole begins to explain, as she steps into the suite, putting her purse down on the desk in the corner of the room. Eric turns around, listening as he stands with his hand on the doorknob. NICOLE: We got a scoop late last night and...I got so caught up working on it that I lost track of time, and...I am so sorry. Eric closes the door firmly, stopping short of slamming it, but clearly annoyed. ERIC: Last night was our wedding night, Nicole. Last night was supposed to be exclusively about us sharing our love for each other. Consummating our marriage, and you decided that your job was more important than that? Nicole looks down, visibly ashamed of herself. NICOLE: I know. I know. Look, I...wouldn't have let this story take up so much of my time, but...I mean, you know how hard I've been working on getting the EnerNext story done. I have a special airing tomorrow night, I'm...I'm scrambling to make sure this thing is PERFECT. Eric stands near the door, arms folded. He breathes in deeply, still trying to maintain a cool expression. ERIC: I know how hard you've been working on this. And...I will admit, it's an incredibly important story. But this cannot be how our marriage goes, Nicole. I will not spend my life chasing after you trying to get a moment alone. NICOLE: I know. And you shouldn't have to. Eric's temper flares, shouting out his response almost over Nicole. ERIC: You're damn right, I shouldn't! Nicole tenses in response to Eric's outburst. After a moment, Eric cools back down and continues. ERIC: I am not going to stand in your way, and I'm not going to let this hurt our marriage. Your career is just as important to you as mine was to me. Nicole looks back at Eric, realizing where his anger stems from, and steps toward her husband. She puts her hands on his shoulders as he stares intensely at the ground. NICOLE: Eric. We're gonna fix this, I promise. After a moment, Eric looks away, trying to stifle tears, as he turns away. ERIC: I gotta...I gotta go. NICOLE: Eric, where are you going? ERIC: I'm sorry, I gotta...I gotta clear my head a bit. Just...finish up with your story, I'll see you in a bit. Nicole, still not ready to let Eric leave, calls out to him, as he walks out the door to the suite. closing it behind him. NICOLE: Eric! Eric, wait! Can... As the door slams behind Eric, Nicole sighs, frustrated by the stress she's helped bring out in Eric. Before Nicole can grab her bag to follow Eric, Nicole's phone rings. She pulls it from her purse. It's Will. Frantically, Nicole answers back. NICOLE: Will! Hey! ... Will stands alone in his apartment, standing at the desk near the front door in the living room. He looks uncomfortable as he stands with his cell phone in his ear. WILL: (into phone) Hey, Nicole. You called? ... NICOLE: (into phone) Yeah. It's...it's really nothing bad, I just...I needed a bit of information for a story I'm doing... ... Will interrupts Nicole, speaking firmly back to her. WILL: (into phone) Nicole, I can't talk to you about anything business-related, that's a complete conflict of interest. ... Nicole motions with her hand, trying to get Will to calm down as though he were in the room. NICOLE: (into phone) N..no no, I understand, but...I think you'll want to see me. It's about Nick Fallon. ... Will's expression immediately changes, as he suddenly is at a loss for words. Nicole's voice is heard through the receiver, snapping Will out of his trance. NICOLE: (via phone) Hello? WILL: (into phone) Yeah. Umm, come over. I'm alone. NICOLE: (via phone) I'll be there in 20 minutes. WILL: (into phone) Perfect. Will hangs up the phone, sighing as he lays it down on the desk. He looks sternly off into the distance, curious as to what Nicole knows. --- Gabi looks at EJ with incredulity as she stands, arms folded, trying to keep warm on the cool, foggy pier. GABI: I'm sorry, what? EJ responds firmly, reiterating his earlier point. EJ: You need to accept Nick's offer to move into the Kiriakis house. And the sooner the better. Gabi continues to stare at EJ, squinting in confusion. GABI: I don't...why? This is exactly what we don't want, EJ. Are you TRYING to feed me to the wolves? EJ: Gabriella, I have a feeling that Nick is working with Anjelica Deveraux on something, and whatever it is could have greater consequences than we realize. After Gabi doesn't immediately make the connection, EJ continues, stepping in closer to ensure no one is listening in. EJ: Anjelica Deveraux is running for governor, and if she has Nick Fallon in her pocket, that would mean a conflict of interest. That's enough to bring Nick and Anjelica down, and enough leverage to get you, Kate, and Samantha off the hook. Gabi looks back at EJ, suddenly realizing what could come from her moving into the mansion. EJ: And besides that, I think it's time we got ahold of those pictures of you, Kate, and Samantha by the river. If we can destroy those pictures, you're off the hook. GABI: Yeah, but...EJ, he's got to have other copies made. That's way too important for Nick to not have. EJ: I wouldn't be so sure. Gabi guffaws, not at all convinced by EJ's skeptical comments. GABI: You sound like you're talking from experience. EJ: In matters like this, one needs to have tight control over any and all evidence one may have on someone. If anything, Nick has one physical copy, plus a digital copy saved to his hard disk. Anything more than that would be too much of a liability. Gabi looks on, starting to be persuaded. GABI: Alright. So how am I going to go about finding these originals. EJ looks at Gabi, deadly serious. EJ: He'll have them. You're going to have to put yourself in very close proximity to him to get them. Make certain you bring your weapon to keep yourself protected, but don't let him think for a second that you're nervous around him. GABI: Even if that means I have to go to bed with him? EJ: Absolutely, if you have to. GABI: EJ, I...I can't do that. The thought of sleeping with that man again makes my skin crawl. EJ: I realize. But your family's lives are at stake here. You need to be prepared to do whatever it takes to take Nick down. Gabi sighs, slowly nodding in reluctant agreement with EJ. ---
  12. The fact that the actors can put themselves in whatever category they fancy regardless of their actual place within the series is enough to make one roll their eyes all the way back in their heads, nevermind some of the laughable winners of recent years. Personally, I don't blame them for calling bullsh!t. It's about time someone demanded accountability.
  13. Jenna Bradshaw on GL is the only other one I remember.
  14. Valerie Grant on DAYS is the only other one I can think of.
  15. Ratings from the 80's

    That's odd, where's AW? Pre-empted that week?
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