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  1. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES ep. 15
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Sami is in the midst of confronting Nicole in Nicole's office. Sami is refusing to back down.

    SAMI: Now, you listen to me. Eric is not going to fall for whatever little game you're playing. At least not forever. Because I am going to figure out exactly what you did that made him think that leaving the priesthood for you was a good idea.
    NICOLE: Okay, Sami, that's enough. Eric decided this all on his own. Okay, I went out to Chyka's hut in the woods and Daniel and I, we worked our asses off to get a confession out of him, and get evidence on him, because all I wanted was for Eric to be back at St. Luke's.
    SAMI: So why is there no confession, Nicole? Where's all this evidence?
    NICOLE: He got away, Sami. He hit me over the head and took my phone, and whatever evidence I did have. End of story.

    Nicole gets up from behind her desk and heads for the door to show Sami out.

    NICOLE: Now get out of my office. I have important things to do, none of which involve going another 6 rounds with the likes of you.

    Sami gives Nicole a look of intense dissatisfaction. Arms folded, Sami shakes her head, knowing Nicole isn't telling her everything. She begins for the door.

    SAMI: This isn't over, Nicole.
    NICOLE: Bye!

    Sami walks out the door, Nicole slams the door immediately behind her.

    NICOLE: UGGGH! I swear, this day just gets better and better! I should actually get some work done. Find some excuse to not take this stupid owl-watcher story.

    Nicole walks back to her desk. Sitting down, she grabs Percy's envelope from her drawer. Opening it up, she begins looking up any information on the story.

    NICOLE: EnerNext...

    Nicole hits 'search'. Her eyebrow goes up after the results page come up.

    NICOLE: Uh oh.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4&feature=player_embedded

    ---

    Jennifer walks past everyone at the nurses' station and makes a beeline for the elevator, still sobbing. Maxine takes notice and calls out to Jenn.

    MAXINE: Jennifer! Honey, you alright? ...Jenn!

    Jenn presses repeatedly on the down button and doesn't respond to Maxine. As the door opens, she races in, slamming right into Aiden.

    AIDEN: Woah! Jenn! Woah, woah, woah, you alright?
    JENNIFER: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't...(sighs)

    Jenn tries to run past Aiden and close the door to the elevator, but Aiden jams the door and steps back in.

    AIDEN: Oh no no, I am not leaving you alone when you're like this.
    JENNIFER: Please, Aiden, seriously, I know you mean well but--
    AIDEN: I am not taking no for an answer. You need a friend, I'm gonna buy you a coffee, we can talk. How's that?

    Jenn, looking down at the ground with tears still in her eyes, pauses for a moment, then nods in agreement.

    JENNIFER: (quietly) Sure.
    AIDEN: Okay, come on.

    Aiden wraps a comforting arm around Jenn's shoulder as the elevator doors close.

    ---

    Sheryl sits at Lucas' table at Club TBD, and is puzzled by Lucas' change in attitude. Lucas' change in opinion has blindsided her, and she's visibly upset, almost hostile.

    SHERYL: Me? What did I do?

    Lucas stops for a second, feeling somewhat unsure about how she'll take a rejection. He snaps back to reality after remember his mom's advice to maintain the status quo until she meets with Roman.

    LUCAS: Look, I just...I don't feel comfortable being so open about this. And every time I turn around, you're there. And I can't help myself when I see you because I'm...

    Sheryl cracks a bit of a smile, suddenly. Lucas being flustered is very adorable to her.

    SHERYL: Because you're totally attracted to me, and you can't help it.
    LUCAS: (sighs) Yes. In spite of everything, yes.

    Sheryl laughs, putting her arms around Lucas' shoulders.

    SHERYL: You are so sweet. And you are the best boss a girl could ask for. Who cares what people say about us?
    LUCAS: I do. I have to manage these people.
    SHERYL: Well, then have a talk about stamping out gossip in the workplace, then.
    LUCAS: You've got an answer for everything, don't you?
    SHERYL: Most of the time.

    Lucas smiles uncomfortably as Sheryl tries to kiss him. Just before she does, Lucas' phone rings, and he jumps to answer it.

    LUCAS: Woah! Sorry. I gotta take this. Heh.

    Lucas grabs his phone awkwardly and answers, Sheryl leans back in her chair, still smiling.

    LUCAS: Lucas Horton.

    ...

    KATE: Where are you?

    ...

    LUCAS: At Club TBD, you?

    ...

    KATE: The office. I'm waiting for you. Victor's going to hold the pre-press conference meeting and they need you there.

    ...

    LUCAS: Do I really? It's probably about that damned oil project again.

    ...

    KATE: Yes, well, he needs to go over the ramifications of the announcement to all divisions at Titan. Yours included.

    ...

    LUCAS: (sighs) Fine. I'll be there in a sec.

    ...

    KATE: Alright. But don't hurry too much. The way Brady takes his time lately, we'll be lucky if this press conference doesn't happen at noon tomorrow.

    ...

    LUCAS: Gotcha. Be there soon.

    Lucas hangs up. He looks to Sheryl apologetically.

    LUCAS: Sorry. Mom.
    SHERYL: (laughing) It's fine. Don't worry about it.
    LUCAS: Look, we're good, right?
    SHERYL: Of course!
    LUCAS: Good, because...I don't want things to go sour between us. You're fantastic to work with, Sheryl. And I don't want anything to ruin that.
    SHERYL: Don't worry.
    LUCAS: Great. How about we grab dinner later at Chez Rouge tonight?
    SHERYL: I'd love that!
    LUCAS: Awesome, 8?
    SHERYL: Sure!
    LUCAS: Okay. See you then.

    Lucas grabs his things and takes off like a shot, leaving Sheryl hanging for a kiss. She looks disappointed.

    ---

    Nick steps back from Gabi, who is sitting on the park bench. He is puzzled by her reaction to his hand on her shoulder.

    NICK: Woah!

    Gabi relaxes a bit. She realizes Nick was actually there but isn't actually afraid of him in this moment. In fact, she's a bit regretful of reacting this way.

    GABI: Sorry! I-I didn't even realize you were there.
    NICK: Look, Gabi. I'm sorry, I touched you like that, I should've known better.
    GABI: It's...it's okay. Look, I'm just...I'm having a hard time...
    NICK: Becuase of what I did to you. I know, there's...there's no excuse. Especially after what I...

    Nick breathes in. He still, years later, has a hard time talking about his own rape. It takes all his strength to even talk about it. Saying the words is out of the question at this moment.

    NICK: You know, you'd think I'd know. You'd think the last thing I'd want to...inflict on someone I care about as much as you is the...pain that I felt so many times.
    GABI: Nick, it's okay--
    NICK: NO! No it's not, okay? I did something so...awful...and I love you. Why would I force the woman I love to have sex with me? Why would I want to make her afraid of even being touched by me?

    Nick sits down on the bench next to Gabi. He's very pensive, looking at the ground, but not focusing on anything in reality. His thoughts are on his past. Gabi puts a hand on his shoulder in comfort. Nick doesn't refuse it.

    GABI: You know, for what it's worth...I do still care about you. I mean...it's going to take time for me to get past how what happened that night. But I know you've forgiven me. The least I can do is try to do the same for you.

    Nick looks over to Gabi and smiles. He slowly puts his hand on hers, but she recoils, moving her hand off her shoulder as his moves towards it. Gabi looks away, as Nick's smile disappears, turning back into the saddened look of a lost little boy.

    ---

    Percy gets a phone call at his home in the woods. He trots over to the telephone in his kitchen.

    PERCY: GREETINGS!!

    Nicole holds the phone away from her ear, a pained grimace on her face merely from the volume of Percy's salutation.

    NICOLE: Uh...hi. Percy?
    PERCY: Indeed it is I. Whom shall I ask is speaking?
    NICOLE: Uh...It's Nicole Walker from Titan TV. Look, we've got to meet up very soon. Like, hopefully today, if not tomorrow.
    PERCY: Oh really? Is there something occurring imminently I should be made aware of.
    NICOLE: You could say that. There's going to be a press conference held at the Town Square tomorrow around 5? I'm hoping to be there, and I'm hoping you can too. Looks like something really big is going down.

    Percy is delighted and intrigued by Nicole's request.

    PERCY: I believe that can definitely be arranged.

    ---
  2. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 14
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Theresa lays back in her bed, spent after some wild lovemaking with Brady. She looks up at the ceiling, trying to slow her breathing a bit, before turning to look at Brady. He turns to face her as well, a look of relaxed satisfaction across his face.

    THERESA: You know what confuses me about you?
    BRADY: What's that?
    THERESA: How you can be so much fun, and yet everyone I meet tells me how miserable you supposedly are, and how concerned they are about you.
    BRADY: Why's that confusing? From what I've seen and heard, they do the same damn thing to you.
    THERESA: Yeah, well. I was pretty miserable for a long time. You would be too if you lived with my mom.
    BRADY: Hey, hey, now. Let's not kill the mood. I don't want you to get down and start thinking about all your problems. This here's about the good times, right?

    Theresa looks at Brady with a big smile. She relaxes a bit.

    THERESA: That's right.

    Just then, Theresa gets a text message. She leans over to her bedside table to check it, she texts back quickly, furrowing her brow a bit, then laughing to herself. Brady takes some notice, but doesn't seem especially bothered.

    BRADY: What's that about?
    THERESA: Oh, just a friend of mine in LA. She works for one of those big celebrity news sites, she just sent me something about a singer back there, fell out of a car and flashed everybody. You know, the usual Hollywood drama.
    BRADY; Yep. That sounds about right.

    They have a laugh, before Brady has an idea and turns to Theresa.

    BRADY: I got an idea.
    THERESA: Ooo! What's that?
    BRADY: Well...my friend in Chicago, he's opening up a new club. Sort of an exclusive sorta club thing. He invited me to the grand opening in a couple weeks. How about I take you as my date.
    THERESA: Really? But I don't have anything nice enough for that.
    BRADY: And that's why I would be taking you shopping for it, obviously!
    THERESA: Oh my god, Brady. You are the best!

    Theresa leans over and kisses Brady sensually, Brady kisses back and rolls over on top of her. They're off for Round 2.

    ---

    Nick focuses on his computer. He studies the search results on his screen before stumbling on a link near the bottom of the results page tht catches his eye.

    NICK: Well, well. What is this?...

    The link connects to a news story from an international business site on EnerNext.

    NICK: (mumbling to himself) EnerNext today entered a multi-billion-dollar deal with Greek-American firm Titan Industries. The deal will see thousands of high-paying new jobs created in the energy sector in the upper midwest near Titan's Salem headquarters.

    Nick looks up from his computer, a knowing smile crosses his smarmy face.

    NICK: Gotcha!

    Nick picks up his phone and calls Percy back. Nick's beaming with pride as he speaks into his phone.

    NICK: Percy! I think I've found exactly what we need to bring down the energy company, and everyone else, all in one big fell swoop.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4&feature=player_embedded

    ---

    Jennifer sits in Daniel's office, visibly upset by the revelation that his fling with Nicole was another lie.

    DANIEL: Look, Jenn, it was for a good reason, I swear. We just...we needed to make sure Eric accepted our help, and he wouldn't knowing that Nicole was in love with him.

    Jennifer almost bounces out of her chair, she stands up suddenly to face Daniel, she steps towards in him, pointing angrily at him, which intimidates him a bit. He backs up as she advances.

    JENNIFER: Oh, and that's supposed to make it all better! I'm supposed to just forgive all the months of lies and the feeling that you were spiting me by hooking up with not just Theresa, but the woman who threw herself down a flight of stairs just so she could frame me for her baby's death? All so she could get me out of the picture? I mean, have you completely lost your mind, Daniel?
    DANIEL: Jenn, I thought we were past all this stuff with Nicole.
    JENNIFER: Well, we would have been if you hadn't moved her in and made out like you were the hot new couple of Salem.
    DANIEL: Okay, it's not like we were out all over town parading this great romance in your face or anything, but we had--
    JENNIFER: You had to make it convincing. I know.

    Jennifer cools off a bit before continuing.

    JENNIFER: Look, I want to forgive you, I really do. I mean, you did all this for all the right reasons. But you hurt me so much for so long, Daniel. It's been too long, it's too late. I'm sorry.

    Daniel stands back. He looks at the ceiling and tries to breathe, as Jenn walks out, fighting back tears that have come back. As Jenn closes the door behind her, she breaks down in tears. Inside, Daniel can be heard, throwing a small vase of flowers across the room, shattering them. He screams out in pain.

    DANIEL: Dammit!

    Jenn can hear him from outside, as she sobs, slowly breaking down in tears against his door.

    ---

    Sami stands in Nicole's office doorway, arms folded. Nicole is behind her desk. Irritated that Sami is there at all.

    NICOLE: Security needs to be tightened around here, I think.
    SAMI: Probably. I mean, how'd you get in here, anyway?
    NICOLE: My God, you're hilarious! You should take that show on the road.

    Nicole stands up from her chair, pauses a moment, waiting for Sami to say something. When she doesn't, she gestures in confused frustration.

    NICOLE: What exactly are you doing here anyway?
    SAMI: I've come to give you a warning.
    NICOLE: Oh this oughta be good.

    Nicole sits back down in her office chair, throws her hands out the sides, with a ready smile.

    NICOLE: Alright, Sami. Let me have it.

    Sami begins to slowly walk towards Nicole's desk, pointing her finger at Nicole angrily.

    SAMI: You can make light of this all you want, but you're the reason my brother's out of the priesthood, and you know it.
    NICOLE: Oh here we go--
    SAMI: You manipulated him into this. That's all you've been doing this entire year. And now you're here, sitting back all smug and satisfied, because you finally got what you wanted. But I'm here to tell you, Nicole. That's not gonna last. Your true colours are gonna come out real soon, and my brother's gonna see you for the cold-hearted bitch you really are.

    Sami is now leaning against Nicole's desk, shooting daggers at Nicole. Nicole still sits back in her chair, appearing unfazed. She slowly begins to clap as loud as possible.

    NICOLE: Bravo, Sami! Bravo! What a performance. But it's not gonna make me crack. And your brother is mine. And that's how it's gonna stay. Got it?

    ---

    Lucas steps into Club TBD. He sits down at a table with work files. Sheryl walks in not long after. She spots Lucas and smiles broadly at him. Lucas nods to her formally, with his usual slightly annoyed look. Sheryl isn't sure how to respond, but approches him anyway after ordering herself a coffee.

    SHERYL: Lucas! How are you?
    LUCAS: Sheryl.
    SHERYL: Lucas. What's...what's going on? Why are you so...uptight?
    LUCAS: Is that really any way to talk to your boss, Sheryl?
    SHERYL: Lucas, what's up with you?
    LUCAS: Look, I don't think...

    Lucas realizes he's doing exactly what Kate told him not to do and begins to backtrack.

    LUCAS:(begins speaking quietly) I don't think we should be quite so...open about spending time together. People might talk, okay?
    SHERYL: O...kay?
    LUCAS: Look, I just...I don't want to rock the boat, okay? You're new, I want everyone to be comfortable with you at work. I don't want people spreading any gossip, you know?
    SHERYL: That's really sweet of you, but everyone's been more than gracious at work.
    LUCAS: Well, that's good to hear.

    Lucas looks back at his paperwork, Sheryl's brow furrows at his inattentiveness. She sits down in response, looking Lucas straight in the eye, trying to catch his attention.

    SHERYL: Hello? Earth to Lucas. What's bugging you? I can totally tell something's up.

    Lucas thinks back to Kate informing him of Sheryl's true identity. He snaps back to reality.

    LUCAS: Alright. I'll tell you. It's you.

    ---

    Gabi is sitting on a park bench alone, thinking on her nightmares about Nick, flashing back to the night he attempted to rape her. She gets incredibly tense at the thought of it, and at that same moment, a hand rests on her shoulder. Gabi is jolted back to reality and is shocked.

    GABI: NICK! Get off me!

    Gabi blurts this out, not realizing who's behind her is actually Nick. Nick is shocked by Gabi's outburst. Gabi looks his way, terror in her eyes.

    ---
  3. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 13
    written by A. Washington-Beeby
    story consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & ML Cooks

    Daniel stands up from his desk, he's at a bit of a loss for words after Jennifer reveals she knows what happened the night of Theresa's OD.

    DANIEL: Now wait...just...what did JJ tell you happened that night?

    Jenn steps into the office and sits down in the chair in front of Daniel.

    JENNIFER: Well...I know you helped my son. And for that I'm grateful. You did such a wonderful thing helping him out, especially considering how awful he's been to you.
    DANIEL: Jenn, it was the right thing to do. And JJ was in a lot of pain--
    JENNIFER: You don't need to explain anything. I get it. What I don't get is why you had to lie to me about it.
    DANIEL: Lied...Jennifer, I mean. We had to do it to protect JJ.
    JENNIFER: From the judge, yes. But you didn't have to hide the truth from me. Here I am thinking you slept with Theresa for months. And that you did it to spite me, I mean...did you think I couldn't be trusted to protect my son?
    DANIEL: Jenn, come on. You couldn't know or you'd be forced to live a giant lie until JJ's hearing was over. The chances we'd be caught? I mean--
    JENNIFER: I could have dealt with that. I could have handled pretending. We could have made it work, together, but...

    Jenn begins to cry, choked up thinking over the last few months. Dan puts a hand on her shoulder. Jenn brushes it off.

    JENNIFER: No, Daniel.
    DANIEL: Jenn, I...I just wanted to protect JJ, and no one could know that I didn't sleep with Theresa.
    JENNIFER: I know. It had to look convincing. But that doesn't excuse it. And then...taking up with Nicole? I mean--
    DANIEL: I thought you'd forgiven Nicole. I mean, Jenn...we weren't together.
    JENNIFER: Wait, what are you saying?
    DANIEL: Okay. Jenn, Nicole and I...we were never together. That was all a lie to help Eric.
    JENNIFER: I don't believe this. Are you serious right now?

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4&feature=player_embedded

    ---

    Marlena, Hope, and Kim step into the Brady Pub, where Eric and Caroline are discussing Eric's departure from the church. Caroline is visibly disappointed by the news, but her face brightens immediately upon seeing her daughter, Kim.

    CAROLINE: Kimmy!
    KIM: Mom!

    Caroline totters over to her daughter, giving her a big hug. Their joy surprises some of the bar patrons surrounding them, but neither really pay any mind. They separate and Caroline looks behind Kim, half-expecting other family members to follow.

    CAROLINE: Is Shane with you?
    KIM: No, Ma. (sighs) Shane's actually off with Bo, and John right now.
    CAROLINE: Oh! Well, then he'll be along later.

    Caroline stops for a second, realizing what she's said. Kim reminds her before she has a chance to react.

    KIM: They're not here either, Ma. Remember? Bo and John are in Europe, doing undercover work.
    CAROLINE: I knew it the moment it came out of my mouth, too.

    Caroline shakes her head, and Kim puts a hand on Caroline's shoulder. Caroline puts her hand atop Kim's.

    CAROLINE: Now! What are you doing back? Is my granddaughter in trouble again?
    KIM: (laughing) No, thankfully, no! I'm actually back for...let's call it an extended vacation.
    CAROLINE: What? Where are you staying?
    KIM: Oh I've just got my things checked in at the Salem Inn. I didn't want to impose or anything.
    CAROLINE: Nonsense, I'll fix you a room upstairs. With Shane away, you need to be around your family.
    KIM: That's sweet, Ma. But it's not neccessary. I'm going to be looking for an apartment of my own here in Salem while I'm in town.
    CAROLINE: You're planning to be here that long, hm?
    KIM: Well, I'm on sabbatical from work back in LA, and I think, considering all the things that have happened this year...this is a really chance to maybe reconnect with Theresa, and sort through some of our issues.

    Kim looks to her mother hopefully. No one else in the room appears as hopeful as her, however.

    ---

    Theresa steps fresh from the shower, wearing only a towel. She steps into the living room when she hears the ring of her doorbell.

    THERESA: Coming!

    Theresa steps over to the peephole and a huge smile appears on her face. She opens the door, revealing Brady on the other side.

    THERESA: Well, hey, stranger.
    BRADY: Hello to you too. I brought you a little something.

    Brady holds up a shopping bag to a high-end boutique. Theresa's face brightens up even more.

    THERESA: Are you serious?
    BRADY: Very serious.

    Brady scrunches his face up, making Thersa laugh out loud. She leans over to give Brady a kiss, then pulls back, leaning sensually against the doorframe.

    THERESA: I think I know exactly how to repay you for your generosity.

    Theresa drops her towel, all the while looking intesnely into Brady's eyes, before she grabs the back of his head and kisses him deeply. They close the door to her apartment.

    ---

    Nicole steps back into her office, exhausted. She walks over to her desk and sets herself down behind it in her chair. Pulling out the big brown enveloped containing Percy's story, she rolls her eyes and pulls open the drawer on the lower right hand side, revealing her other big brown envelope: the one containing the evidence against Kristen and Dr. Chyka. Nicole is reminded of her glee at finding the documents, but also her denial of having found them. She holds up the envelope as she thinks back, before putting in Percy's file, then Eric's file into the drawer and closing it. She's racked with guilt and it's written all over her face.

    NICOLE: Dammit. Eric doesn't deserve this. Or me.

    Sami steps into Nicole's office at this same moment.

    SAMI: Well, for once we agree on something.

    Nicole is shocked at first, then visibly irritated by Sami's arrival.

    ---


    Victor steps into Miles' office. He looks typically displeased, and catches Miles off guard with his presence. Miles immediately sets the phone he'd just picked up back on its receiver awkwardly. Victor intimidates him.

    MILES: Mr. Kiriakis!
    VICTOR: So! Did you do what I asked?
    MILES: I certainly did, Mr. Kiriakis. We've got our best investigative reporter on the case. I have no doubt she's going to make this story out exactly how you hoped.
    VICTOR: It damn well better. Because if there's one thing we need, it's the public supporting us, and not some owl-watching kook from Dulwich.

    ---

    Nick walks into his apartment, on his phone to Percy.

    NICK: So how'd it go with the interview?

    ...

    Percy paces his cabin, sipping on tea.

    PERCY: Swimmingly, I must say. Ms. Walker was reluctant at first to partake in this investigation, but I was charming and convincing.

    ...

    NICK: Excellent. Look, I need to know what the name of that company is that's doing the oil sands project. I figure if I research them, we can figure out who's behind it. I'm pretty sure there's a larger, more established company behind this.

    ...

    PERCY: Oh I'm quite certain, myself. Let's see.

    Percy heads to his fridge and pulls a business card from it. He puts on his reading glasses and studies the card thoroughly.

    PERCY: It reads "EnerNext"

    ...

    Nick sits down at his computer, still on the phone. He hastily types in the name.

    NICK: EnerNext...alright. I'm gonna look this up, and I'll give you a call back, okay? I have a strange feeling about this.

    ...

    PERCY: Indeed, Nicholas. I look forward to hearing back.

    ...

    NICK: Okay, bye.

    Nick hangs up and begins to relaly focus on his computer. He studies the search results before stumbling on a link near the bottom of the results page tht catches his eye.

    NICK: Well, well. What is this?...

    The link connects to a news story from an international business site on EnerNext.

    NICK: (mumbling to himself) EnerNext today entered a multi-billion-dollar deal with Greek-American firm Titan Industries. The deal will see thousands of high-paying new jobs created in the energy sector in the upper midwest near Titan's Salem headquarters.

    Nick looks up from his computer, a knowing smile crosses his smarmy face.

    NICK: Gotcha!

    ---
  4. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES #12
    written by A. Washington-Beeby
    story consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & ML Cooks

    Daniel sits at his desk at University Hospital. He is reading over some reports, and studying them intensely when a knock at his door breaks his concentration. He looks over to the door.

    DANIEL: Come in!

    Jennifer steps into the room, a morose expression on her face. Daniel is surprised to see her, but, seeing her face, isn't sure he really wants to see her right now. After a second, he finally speaks up.

    DANIEL: Jennifer.
    JENNIFER: Daniel. We really need to talk.
    DANIEL: Uh, sure. Um...have a seat.

    Daniel scrambles to put away his work to give Jenn his full attention. Jenn walks over quickly and sits down on the other side of Daniel's desk.

    DANIEL: So...what's going on?
    JENNIFER: Look...maybe this isn't the best place to do this--
    DANIEL: No. No, Jenn. There's no time like the present. It's my office so we have some privacy if that's what you need, so...what's up?
    JENNIFER: JJ. He told me everything.
    DANIEL: Everything about...?
    JENNIFER: About the night Theresa OD'd. I know what happened, Daniel.

    Daniel's shocked and doesn't know how to react to Jenn's news.

    ---

    Sami passes by Nick, Will and Sonny in Horton Town Square, just as Sonny and Nick shake hands. Sami is outraged.

    SAMI: What in the hell is going on here?

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4&feature=player_embedded

    ---

    SAMI: I asked you a question.

    Sonny and Nick end their handshake, while Will walks over to try to calm Sami down.

    WILL: Okay, Mom. Just...relax, okay? Nick, Sonny, and I, we're just...we're calling a cease fire. We figure, the best way to move forward is just...for everyone to get along.

    Sami looks at Will like he has three heads.

    SAMI: Is there something wrong with the air in that apartment? I swear, it's making everyone in there lose any shred of common sense they ever had.
    NICK: Sami, all I'm trying to do is--
    SAMI: Change! CHANGE! Change! Yes! I know! You're trying to make a fresh start, a change. I swear, you're starting to sound like the homeless man on the streetcorner, you talk about change so much!
    NICK: Well, I can't exactly do that unless people give me a chance, now will I?
    SAMI: We all have. We've given you so many chances, and you used those chances to try to ruin Will's life. So yeah, maybe I'm not exactly so open to Nick Fallon Version, what is it? 3.0? 4.0? Deluxe Edition, perhaps?
    SONNY: Sami. Please. Just calm down. Okay? Look, come by later on and we can talk about this, okay?

    Will pulls Sami aside to say something to her away from Nick's ear.

    WILL: (just above a whisper) Please, Mom. We'll have some...good news to share with you as well. Okay?
    SAMI: (breathes) Okay, fine. But this better be good.
    WILL: Promise.
    SAMI: Okay.

    Sami turns to Sonny, who smiles and nods to her. After a moment, she breathes again. She addresses the group.

    SAMI: Look, I gotta get back to work. You boys have a good afternoon. Nick.

    Sami gives Will and Sonny quick goodbye kisses and walks away. She stops around the corner, and looks back over to Nick, Will, and Sonny, who are still talking.

    SAMI: Either something's going on, or my son's brain's fallen right out of his head.

    ---

    Percy is incredulous at Nicole's veiled rejection of his story.

    PERCY: What do you mean 'if'?
    NICOLE: I mean, seriously, this is a nonstory. I mean, come on, we see this all the time. Some big company comes in and buys up all the land for cheap and drives all the weirdo nature people out, people complain, and then people get over it when the money and the jobs start coming in.
    PERCY: I beg your pardon?
    NICOLE: My point is, considering how bad the economy is, and how few new jobs are available in Salem right now, how can you justify being so hostile to this project?
    PERCY: It's quite simple, really. We will be ruining the community if this project goes ahead. Why, the air quality alone will be enough to kill all the native wildlife, or at the very least drive them away. This area is such a unique gem. So many beautiful, graceful creatures call this land home. And that, my dear, is more important to me than any oil sands.

    Nicole sits, unmoved by Percy's speech.

    NICOLE: Then volunteer for Greenpeace and chain yourself to a tree.
    PERCY: I do believe you misunderstand how important this is to the community.
    NICOLE: Okay, convince me.
    PERCY: The entire west end of the city will be completely devastated by the project. Cancer-causing pollutants in the air. In a few years, you will all see the brightness and prosperity of the moment be swallowed up by the heavy toll and looming miasma of death. And naturally, the rich and powerful in the east end will be spared the indignity of this peril.

    Percy's intense monologue causes Nicole to react only with a raised eyebrow and vague interest. She sits, arms folded on the table.

    NICOLE: That was great. What was that? Shakespeare?
    PERCY: I am serious, Miss Walker. You cannot take this lightly. You must look into this, if not for me, for the community at large.

    Nicole holds up her hands in defeat. Something tells her she can't in good conscience ignore Percy's plea.

    NICOLE: Alright. Alright. Fine. I'll make you a deal. I will research this story. If I dig up anything worthwhile, I'll proceed with an on-camera interview. But that's all I promise.
    PERCY: I shall accept this offer.

    Percy holds out his hand to Nicole. Nicole reluctantly shakes his.

    NICOLE: I better not regret this.

    ---

    Kate stands up from her desk, in complete disbelief at Roman's refusal to arrest Jordan and Sheryl.

    KATE: You have got to be joking.
    ROMAN: I'm not! There are absolutely no grounds to arrest Kaylie Matthews or Siobhan McKinnon at this moment.
    KATE: They firebombed a bank. They're wanted terrorists!
    ROMAN: You clearly didn't read the whole story on them, did you?
    KATE: What are you talking about? I had those two looked into with a fine tooth comb.
    ROMAN: Well, if your guy was worth a quarter of his rate, you'd know that Kaylie and Siobhan were brought in, and acquited due to the nature of their arrests during the G8 protests. The police contravened the law in their arrests, and everyone involved was set free.

    Kate shakes her head at the news.

    KATE: Damn it all. And damn that hack Ortiz. I swear to God you can't find a good PI these days.

    Roman stands up to stop Kate from grabbing her phone to contact Ortiz.

    ROMAN: Now, Kate. I never said this was over. We all know they're guilty. And I can guarantee those two are in Salem for a reason. We just need to figure out what they're up to before they strike again.
    KATE: Well how in the hell are we supposed to do that, Roman?
    ROMAN: I'm gonna make a call to some guys at the FBI. I'll get back to you on this.

    Roman starts to head for the door. He turns around and points to Kate to ask her something.

    ROMAN: Does anyone else know anything about this?
    KATE: Only Lucas. Sami thinks she does, but I didn't tell her anything.
    ROMAN: Okay. Well, keep it that way until we meet. Keep your phone on you, I wanna meet with you and Lucas at the station as soon as I hear from these FBI guys. Got it?
    KATE: Got it.
    ROMAN: I'll see you later.

    Kate sighs heavily, arms folded. She slumps into her chair, shaking her head.

    KATE: Dammit, Jordan. What the hell are you planning?

    ---

  5. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES #11
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Abby fidgets awkwardly at her desk, pretending to organize files to distract from her nervousness at Jenn's invasive line of questioning.

    ABBY: You don't believe me? I mean, Mom, why would I lie? I'm fine! I swear!
    JENNIFER: And so that's why you just moved the same file folder to one side of your desk and back twice?

    Abby stops and looks up at her mother with a hint of irritation. She drops the file on her desk and folds her arms.

    ABBY: You know, you and JJ have been on my case for awhile now about something being wrong with me. Ever since Chad left for Boston. I am fine.

    As Abby rants, Jenn looks toward the closet Abby stood before as Jenn walked in. Sensing something's up, Jenn slowly walks toward the closet. Inside the closet, sensing Jenn's been around for too long, EJ makes a quick decision and calls Abby's phone.

    ABBY: And Mom, I really don't appreciate you coming here and lecturing me about something that isn't going wrong in my Mom what are you doing?

    Before Jenn can reply, Abby's cell phone rings. Incoming call from EJ. Abby is concerned, but quickly clues in to what he's doing.

    ABBY: (into phone) Hello?

    EJ doesn't answer, Abby waits a second before responding.

    ABBY: (into phone) Oh! Yes, send them in!

    Abby hangs up and walks over to Jenn just before she opens the closet door.

    ABBY: Mom. I have a very important meeting coming up in a sec. They're heading in now.
    JENNIFER: Oh? What's it about?
    ABBY: It's the man from the...uh...digitization company. They're teaching me how to properly...digitize the files. That's why I was so nervous. It's a really big deal.
    JENNIFER: Oh! Well, that's great, Honey. I'll just...see myself out then.

    Jenn gives Abigail a big hug at the door, which Abigail has propped open so Jenn can leave.

    JENNIFER: I'll see you at home later tonight. I have a date with Liam.
    ABBY: Ooo! Have fun!
    JENNIFER: Thanks! See you later!
    ABBY: Bye!

    Abigail slumps in her chair, as though all the tension in the room just disappeared. EJ hears the door close and peeks his head out from the closet.

    EJ: Is it safe?

    Abby nods. EJ emerges. He adjusts his tie and heads for the door.

    EJ: You and I need to find a better place to have a chat.

    EJ closes the door to the records room and checks both ways before making his way down the hallway like nothing ever happened. Abby remains slumped in her chair, taking in the scene that just took place in her new office. Slowly, a smile crosses her face.

    ABBY: Well, can't say my Monday morning was dull!

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Marlena and Hope are standing outside The Brady Pub, Marlena places her hands on Hope's. She gives Hope some comforting words on her husband Bo.

    MARLENA: You know...the way they're talking in the letter, I have a feeling that they may be coming home real soon.

    A voice is heard from the alley behind them.

    KIM: If ONLY I were as sure as you, Marlena.

    Marlena and Hope turn quickly to see who's talking. Kim looks back, and has a look of uncertainty on her face. She slowly approaches as Marlena and Hope's faces light up, seeing their friend again.

    MARLENA: Kim! Oh my, it's been so long!

    Marlena and Kim hug warmly. Kim is subdued, mostly because in sadness thanks to Shane's absence. Kim then hugs Hope, whom Kim hugs longer, in more of a hug of comfort.

    KIM: Ohhhh honey. I am so sorry, Hope. Look. Maybe I...spoke too harshly, but...I really am worried about how long Shane, and Bo, and John will be away. Come on, let's go inside and talk.

    Kim takes Marlena and Hope's hands and walk into the pub.

    ---

    Sonny, Will & Nick are at Horton Town Square. Nick has just made his presence known, startling Will & Sonny. Sonny stands in front of Will, as if to protect him from Nick.

    SONNY: Nick. What do you want?
    NICK: Nothing. I was just....out....minding my own business.
    SONNY: And you decided to just come bother the gays? How thoughtful of you!
    NICK: (laughs) Wow! You are way too worried about nothing. Seriously. I just came to say 'hi!'
    SONNY: Hi. And Bye, Nick.
    WILL: Sonny, Sonny. Come on.

    Sonny looks to Will and takes a step back.

    WILL: Look, Nick. I know you want to make a change and try to start your life over.
    NICK: Thank you, Will for acknowledging that--
    WILL: But. You're going to have to remember something. Okay? It's going to take some of us some time to get over what you've done. You can't just...expect people to come to your side right away.
    NICK: Look, all I'm asking for is a chance to prove myself to you.
    WILL: And we'll give you that. But in the meantime, you have got to give us the space to see for ourselves.

    Nick takes a second to ponder it. Will turns to Sonny, and puts his hands on Sonny's shoulders.

    WILL: (softly) Remember what we talked about. Keep it cool. Got it.

    Sonny nods reluctantly. Will turns back to Nick.

    WILL: Look, just...give us some time. I think we can all make this work. Okay?
    NICK: Alright, man. And thank you.
    SONNY: Don't thank us yet, just...just keep working on that new life. Alright?

    Sonny holds out his hand to Nick. Nick shakes Sonny's hand. At the same moment, Sami passes by, witnessing the handshake. She's incredulous.

    ---

    Percy lets Nicole into his cottage. Nicole is immediately hit with the smell of old pine. She wrinkles her nose a bit, usure what to make of her surroundings. Percy pulls out a chair for her.

    PERCY: Have a seat, my dear.
    NICOLE: Oh, oh thank you.

    Nicole sits down, pulling out the orange envelope containing the files on the story. Percy sits down at the other side of the dining room table.

    NICOLE: So...I assume someone contacted you previously about this...story.
    PERCY: Indeed. And I am positively chuffed that someone of your stature in the business has chosen to take me up on this story.
    NICOLE: Yeah, well. Don't...chuff yourself too much. Not so soon, anyway. I don't know whether or not this story's even worth going ahead with.

    Percy is surprised and disappointed.

    ---

    Roman looks over the file folder Kate's handed him on Jordan and Sheryl. He studies the pictures and the article carefully. He looks up at Kate and nods.

    ROMAN: Yeah, I remember these two. Kaylie Matthews and Siobhan McKinnon.
    KATE: Bingo. And they're in Salem, masquerading as Jordan Ridgeway and Sheryl Conners, planning God knows what!
    ROMAN: Now, Kate--
    KATE: The question is, Roman: What are you going to do about it? Are you going to arrest them?
    ROMAN: Absolutely not.

    Kate is shocked and outraged by Roman's firm refusal.

    ---

  6. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 10
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Sami won't take no for an answer, and continues to prod Kate for information on Jordan.

    SAMI: Come on, Kate. You can't leave me in the dark about this.
    KATE: Ohh yes I can. In fact, I consider it my responsibility to keep you in the dark about this, because until this information is public, I cannot run the risk of you shooting your mouth off to anyone in the heat of the moment...
    SAMI: Hey--
    KATE: ...Which you are rather infamous for, even you will admit.

    Sami glares at Kate, not willing to admit Kate's right, but knowing she probably is. Roman knocks on Kate's door at this moment, pushing open the door, which is already slightly ajar.

    ROMAN: You don't have a secretary anymore?
    KATE: Don't ask.

    Roman raises his hands as he steps in.

    ROMAN: I won't. Hey Sami.

    Sami hesitates to leave. Kate motions her to the door. Sami knows Kate won't talk for now, and grabs her things to leave Kate's office.

    SAMI: Fine, Kate. But remember something. I was married to Rafe. And despite what you might think, I want him to be happy more than anything else. If you change your mind, call me.

    Sami walks out, putting her hand on her dad's shoulder as she steps out. Roman closes the door behind her.

    ROMAN: Alright, Kate. What's this all about? And it better be good.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4


    ---

    Jennifer stands in the doorway of Abby's makeshift office, looking at Abby, who is leaning against the closet door. Jenn already feels like something's going on. Little does she realize EJ is hiding in the closet.

    JENNIFER: That's an awfully wide grin for someone who's been so moody lately.
    ABBY: Oh my GOSH, Mom. Can you believe it? They gave me my own little office so I could work on the digitization project in peace!

    Abby runs over to Jennifer and gives her a happy hug. Mid-hug, you can see Abby's eyes pop out of her head, worried about her mother's presence, unsure how to allay her suspicion (which, by the look on Jenn's face, it hasn't.)

    Once they separate from the hug, Jenn pulls the papers from her bag, and looks around the room, hoping to find some sort of clue as to what's going on.

    JENNIFER: Uh...yeah. Great, honey. Uhmmm...look. Sweetheart, Anne brought these for you. Some sort of thing about your new assignment. I think it's the confirmation of your usage of the records room as office space or something.

    Abby takes the papers and looks them over hastily, grabbing a pen from her desk.

    ABBY: Oh, great.

    As Abby's about to sign, Jenn is confused that Abby isn't even really looking it over.

    JENNIFER: Abigail, are you going to read that over first?
    ABBY: What, mom? I believe you.
    JENNIFER: Yeah, but I taught you better than to sign something without reading it over first. Especially something from Anne Milbauer.

    Jennifer pauses, scans the room again quickly. Abby is on pins and needles, hoping Jenn doesn't think to look in the closet.

    JENNIFER: You want me to leave, don't you?
    ABBY: NO! Mom I don't, I just...I have a lot of work to get to.
    JENNIFER: Yeah. Right. So why don't I believe you?

    Abby looks incredibly uncomfortable now, unsure how to respond.

    ---

    Percy stands in the doorway of his cottage in the woods. He is in a passionate debate with a 30-something man in a suit. The man represents a real estate company and Percy is enraged by his presence.

    PERCY: I have resided at this abode for many a year, and purchased it with the express intent of leaving it to my grandchildren, so they may learn to enjoy the wildlife as I have. There is no question of sale for any price.
    AGENT: Uh...but...sir. I mean, you'd be ....you'd be a fool to turn down a million bucks for a place like this...I mean...it's....not exactly the Ritz-Carlton.
    PERCY: Good sir. If I have designs on emulating the Ritz-Carlton, one would assume I would take a somewhat more urban surrounding, no?

    The estate agent looks back at Percy, completely dumfounded.

    AGENT: $1 Million. Final offer.
    PERCY: I would tell you what you could do with your million dollars, sir. However, I don't use that kind of language. Good day!

    Percy slams the door in the agent's face, shaking his head at his persistance. Moments later, Percy gets a knock on the door. He turns around in anger and throws the door open, ready for a fight.

    PERCY: I thought I told you a million times, NO SALE! Oh...

    Nicole stands on the other side of the door, a look of confusion and terror on her face.

    NICOLE: Nicole Walker. Titan TV?

    Percy steps back, slightly embarrassed.

    ---

    Will and Sonny walk hand in hand through Horton Town Square. Some people stare, some grimace, most just ignore them and carry about their business. They're headed to the Brady Pub to meet with the family regarding their engagement.

    SONNY: So? How you feeling about this?
    WILL: I'm....actually really nervous!
    SONNY: Seriously? Why?
    WILL: It's just...I mean, marriage is different from being in a relationship, right? People are generally cool with that, but...marriage has been such a touchy thing lately.
    SONNY: Yeah but...you know, that's changing fast. I mean....look at some of the people staring at us right now.

    As Sonny points it out, at least a couple people look away quickly. Will looks all around.

    WILL: I don't get what that meant...besides making me self-conscious?
    SONNY: (with a laugh) No, like...what I mean is, even a few years ago, I couldn't have walked through town square hand in hand without everyone fixated on us, and people making rude comments. Things, they're changing, Will. Every day. And part of it is us. We're helping change it. Just remember that.

    Sonny leans in and kisses Will, and they embrace, unaware of who's behind them.

    NICK: Remember what?

    Sonny and Will are startled out of their hug, and turn to face Nick, obviously displeased by his presence.

    ---

    Marlena and Hope walk out of the Brady Pub together, with Eric remaining inside for the moment. Hope is still feeling lousy over Bo's continued absence. Marlena puts her arm around Hope's shoulders in comfort.

    MARLENA: You know what?
    HOPE: What?
    MARLENA: I have a feeling about Bo, and John, and Shane.
    HOPE: Oh you do?
    MARLENA: Well, to be fair, John sent me a letter. Abe gave it to me last night.
    HOPE: Oh really? I figured with all the divorce proceedings he was...you know...uninterested.
    MARLENA: Well...we'll have to see about that divorce.

    Hope cracks a smile at the news.

    HOPE: Does this mean what I think it means?
    MARLENA: Well...we'll have to see. Basically, I'm willing to give it another try if he is. And that letter gives me hope that...John may have finally come to terms with what happened with Kristen.
    HOPE: Well, I'd hate see Kristen win anything out of all this mayhem she caused. I've got my fingers crossed. Now...what about this feeling?
    MARLENA: Well...the way they're talking in the letter, I have a feeling that they may be coming home real soon.

    A voice is heard from the alley behind them.

    KIM: If ONLY I were as sure as you, Marlena.

    Marlena and Hope turn quickly to see who's talking. Kim looks back, and has a look of uncertainty on her face.

    ---

    Kate paces back and forth as she begins to tell her story to Roman.

    KATE: Well, first thing's first...I'm sure you've met Rafe's physiotherapist, Jordan Ridgeway.
    ROMAN: That I have, and I think she's a mighty sweet girl.

    Kate stops her pacing momentarily and rolls her eyes at Roman's statement. She carries on pacing as she begins to speak again.

    KATE: Well, first thing I need to tell you, you have to keep quiet about for various reasons that are not relevant.
    ROMAN: Alright, you have my word.
    KATE: Great. You see, I hired Jordan to care for Rafe as a sort of...shall we say, a donation to the hospital. Everything was approved by Kayla, there's no funny business going on there.
    ROMAN: Alright, but what's the problem then?
    KATE: The problem is, I started to look into this woman. At first I'll admit, I was just being nosy and she wasn't exactly warm to me, but then I found Jordan to be incredibly shady about the details of her past. Or indeed any of her past because, according to my PI, she didn't exist before three years ago.
    ROMAN: Alright. But I don't see anything wrong with someone changing their name. What's this got to do with me?

    Kate comes around the other side of the desk and sits down on the edge of her desk. She grabs the file containing her and Sheryl's mugshot and the accompanying newspaper clipping.

    KATE: A lot, when you're dealing with a pair of international fugitives.

  7. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES #9
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Jennifer turns the handle to the records room, startling EJ and Abby, causing them to reclothe hastily. Jennifer is about to step in when a voice calls out her name.

    LIAM: Jennifer!

    Jennifer is pleased to see Liam, and her long face brightens up when she does.

    JENNIFER: Liam! HI! How are you?

    Jenn leans in and hugs Liam. Liam graciously kisses Jenn's hand. Jennifer is charmed, giving a muted smile.

    LIAM: M'lady. I am well. What about you? You seem a little less...yourself than usual.
    JENNIFER: Oh, it's...nothing. I just...I found out something about a friend and I need to go talk with him about it.
    LIAM: Daniel, isn't it?
    JENNIFER: (sighing) Yeah. Anyway, it's no big deal, I'm not going to let him ruin my day.

    ---

    Inside Abby's office, EJ and Abby are panicked.

    ABBY: (whispering) Your shirt. Here!

    Abby throws EJ his shirt, he catches it and throws it on, while simultaneously trying to put his pants back on.

    ABBY: (whispering) Can you fix my zipper, I can't reach--
    EJ: Here, here, here.

    EJ grabs her zipper, struggling to keep his pants from falling down.

    ---

    LIAM: Well good, because I happen to be of the opinion that your day is about to get a whole lot brighter.
    JENNIFER: Oh?
    LIAM: Yes. I have taken it upon myself to reserve a quiet table for two at Chez Rouge for 8pm. Would that sound good to you?
    JENNIFER: I think that is just what I needed.
    LIAM: Excellent. Pick you up at 7:30?
    JENNIFER: Absolutely, mi lord! (laughing)

    ---

    Abby looks frantically around for a place to hide EJ. She points to the closet behind her.

    ABBY: (whispering) Quick! In the supply closet. Fast, she's coming.

    EJ runs into the supply closet, still buttoning up his shirt.

    ---


    LIAM: Fantastic. Just keep that smile on your face for tonight. Look forward to it.
    JENNIFER: Me too. Bye!

    With a fresh smile on her face, Jenn steps into the records room, where Abby's makeshift office is located. She steps in just as Abigail shuts the door to the supply closet EJ is stashed in. Abby has a wide, awkward grin on her face as she stands right in front of the closet.

    ABBY: HI!

    Jennifer is immediately suspicious.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Hope stands by the booth that Eric, Marlena, and Roman are sitting in. Roman motions for her to join them.

    ROMAN: Come on, Hope. I think we need to have a talk about Bo for a sec.
    HOPE: I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound so hostile.
    MARLENA: Oh don't even think that. Look, honey, I know what you and Ciara are going through right now. It's awful. I can tell she's really having a hard time. But you are strong enough. And you have friends and family that'll help you get through until Bo's back.
    ROMAN: Marlena's right. We all know Bo's working real hard to take down the DiMeras, and it's all to protect you and Ciara and Shawn D. You know how many years we been trying to take them down.

    Hope's a bit exasperated, hearing the same things over and over.

    HOPE: I know! I know I know I know. I understand it, especially being a cop and having gone undercover before. I know why he's doing this, I just...I just miss him. I don't get why he couldn't find SOME way to come home, even for Christmas. Something.
    ERIC: Aunt Hope, I know he'll be back soon. Just...trust God's will is to see him back home to you. Safe and sound.
    HOPE: I wish I had your faith. Truth is, I don't know if he's ever coming back.

    ---

    Sami gets off the elevator at Titan HQ, making a beeline for Kate's office. She looks momentarily for Kate's secretary, before shrugging and charging into Kate's office. She's in a panicked fury, and shocks Kate with her brusque arrival.

    SAMI: Think you're gonna throw us under the bus so soon, hm?

    Kate, shocked and completely confused, gets up from her chair and folds her arms.

    KATE: Sami, what in the hell are you talking about?
    SAMI: I'm talking about the desperate phone calls you've been making to my father, demanding that he meet with you ASAP.
    KATE: They have absolutely nothing to do with you or Nick Fallon, if that's what you're wondering.

    Sami takes her purse off her shoulder and sits down in the office chair on the other side of Kate's desk.

    SAMI: Oh yeah, then what is it?
    KATE: It's none of your business, actually.
    SAMI: So it's about Rafe and his pod woman, then?

    Kate doesn't respond, but raises her eyebrows, insisting that she's saying nothing to Sami on the subject.

    SAMI: It IS, isn't it? She's totally a serial killer hiding out, isn't she? I KNEW it! Nobody has that little personality, and I could tell those glasses weren't perscription, I mean--
    KATE: SAMI! Enough! I am not getting into this with you. Not now.

    Sami folds her arms and gives Kate an "I know I'm right" look.

    KATE: I can't prove a damn thing about Jordan, and if I do know something, I really don't think you're the person I want to turn to first, considering how well you've handled this Nick situation so far.
    SAMI: What do you mean by that? I handled that the best way I knew how.
    KATE: Oh right! Miss "I don't feel a pulse, he must be dead". Let me ask you, is it really that hard to find a vein on someone that skinny?
    SAMI: Oh come on, that was SO not my fault. His head must have been...swollen from being hit with a boulder or...something, I don't know.
    KATE: That's exactly it, Sami. You don't know. And this time, you're gonna stay out of it. Completely.

    ---

    Jordan and Sheryl meet by the pier. They are both bundled up for the cold, and are shivering from it. They recognize each other and step towards each other.

    JORDAN: Hey.
    SHERYL: Hey. What's going on? You seemed really tense on the phone.
    JORDAN: I'm starting to worry about Kate.
    SHERYL: Weren't you always worried?
    JORDAN: Well, yes. But I'm getting really worried now.
    SHERYL: More like paranoid. Come on, there's no way she is going to pull our faces out of all the people that were protesting at that summit.
    JORDAN: Yeah, but not everyone there stole hundreds of thousands of dollars from a bank and got away with it. I mean, seriously? We were all over the news in Canada.
    SHERYL: Yes. In Canada. Have you seen how much Canadian news gets reported here? Zero. Zilch. Unless you're the mayor of Toronto, you're basically invisible to the wider world.

    Sheryl and Jordan's conversation becomes more hushed, concerned that someone could sneak up at any time and listen in on them. They huddle in closer together.
    JORDAN: Well, my point is, you need to be more careful. Especially around Lucas. You can't rush into this relationship with him, or he's going to catch onto what you're really up to.
    SHERYL: Oh my God, Jordan. Come on. Lucas Horton is eating from the palm of my hand already. We are going to have everything we need in no time flat. Trust me.
    JORDAN: You better be right. Or we are in real big danger. And we may not be able to squirm our way out this time.

    ---
  8. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 8
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Jennifer steps off the elevator at University Hospital, making her way over to the desk at the Nurses' Station. Maxine is there to greet her.

    MAXINE: Hey, honey. How are you this morning?
    JENNIFER: Oh I'm alright. (sighs) Is Daniel in?
    MAXINE: Yeah, I think I saw him head in early this morning. Why?

    Maxine raises an eyebrow with a wry smile on her face. Jennifer shakes her head in warning.

    JENNIFER: Don't get too excited, Maxine. We're not getting back together, I can guarantee you.
    MAXINE: Now, come on, honey. You been saying that for weeks now. We all see how you feel about him.You gotta stop torturing yourselves like this.
    JENNIFER: No, see...torture would be getting back together with him once again, only to have it fall apart again. I can't do it, Maxine. I just can't.

    Jenn grabs her things and heads off, trying not to well up.

    JENNIFER: If you'll excuse me.

    ---

    Abigail turns to face EJ, who has just closed the door to the hospital records room, where Abby has taken up office. Abby and EJ can feel the tension between them and attempt to keep a distance.

    ABBY: What do you want, EJ?
    EJ: We need to talk seriously about this...thing that's going on between us.
    ABBY: That's vague. I mean, come on, EJ, let's really lay this out there. We both want each other, but you're in love with Sami. I mean, everyone's only too happy to tell me about how much you love her. So tell me. Truthfully, if you love her so much, why are we sleeping together?

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Eric is thoroughly exasperated with Sami's accusation directed at Nicole. Though he's doubting Nicole's motives, he isn't willing to entertain the thought that Sami might be right about her arch enemy.

    ERIC: Sami, I think you better stop.
    SAMI: WHY?! All Nicole wants to do is get in your pants, I don't see why I should have sugar coat it.
    ERIC: SAMI, ENOUGH! Seriously!

    At this moment, Roman's phone rings. It's Kate again, demanding Roman meet her immediately.

    ROMAN: Kate, give me a second, okay?...It's incredibly important, yes...No I won't have time for a little bit. I'll let you know when I'm free, okay? Alright. Bye.

    Roman puts down his phone. The family is suddenly hushed and paying attention. Sami's especially interested, considering her current situation with Kate, Gabi and Nick.

    SAMI: What did SHE want?
    ROMAN: Ahhh Kate's just freaking out about something. She really wants to tell me right away, so I told her I'd head down to the MadWorld offices soon as I can.
    SAMI: Oh....geez. I...well I hope everything's okay. I should probably get going actually.

    Sami gets up from her seat and grabs her purse and spring jacket. Eric gets up and Sami goes to give him a hug.

    SAMI: Look, Eric. I love you, and I support whatever decision you make. Just...don't make a stupid one for the sake of...that...woman.
    ERIC: I'm not. Don't worry.This decision is solely mine to make.
    SAMI: Alright. I believe you. (laughs)...alright, I'll see you soon.

    Sami leans over to kiss and hug Marlena & Roman.

    SAMI: Bye mom, bye daddy.
    ERIC: See you, Sami.
    MARLENA: Goodbye, sweetheart.
    ROMAN: See you in a bit, baby girl.

    Sami scurries off quickly. It seems only slightly suspicious to the others, who are kind of desensitized to Sami's actions at this rate. High strung and dramatic are part and parcel of Sami Brady. Best just to get used to it.

    MARLENA: (with a bit of a laugh) My God, my daughter's bullheaded sometimes.
    ERIC: And easily distracted.
    ROMAN: Well, when you're as busy as she is, it's not hard to understand why.
    ERIC True.

    Eric is served another coffee by their waitress.

    ERIC: Uhhh...so? Any word from Bo yet?
    ROMAN: Not quite yet. He's working with John and Shane on something though, it seems.
    HOPE: Well that's more information than I've managed to get out of him. Good work, Roman.

    Hope has enetered the room, still upset from Bo's phone call earlier.

    ---

    Will and Sonny sit down in their living room on either side of Gabi, who is holding Ari.

    WILL: Gabi, let me hold her for a sec.
    GABI: No! No, Will. I want to hold her, please.

    Will reaches out to take the baby from Gabi, but Gabi's protests stop him. He retreats awkwardly.

    GABI: I just...holding her makes me feel...I dunno, a little safer right now.
    SONNY: Okay, Gabi. What's wrong? You look so tired, you've obviously been up all night.
    GABI: Well...the baby was crying...and so I got up out of bed and stayed with her.
    WILL: Gabi, we're talking about your dream. What about Nick that's got you so spooked.
    GABI: It's...it's nothing, he just...

    Gabi darts her eyes between Will and Sonny. She gets up to put Ari back in her crib.

    GABI: Look, I know you guys just want me to say something bad about him, but it's not his fault. He just...he was going through things.
    SONNY: So that gives him permission to rape you?
    GABI: But he didn't, Sonny!
    WILL: Gabi, he tried. He scared you to the point that you hit him in the head with a rock. Obviously you felt threatened by him enough--
    GABI: Yeah, but that's not the point. If I hadn't....humiliated him in Town Square like that in front of all those people NONE of this would've happened.

    Sonny can't believe what he's hearing. Desperate to try to get through to Gabi, he grabs her shoulders, Gabi recoils.

    SONNY: Do you hear what you're saying right now? Gabi, he assaulted you!
    GABI: Get your hands off me, Sonny. (backing away) Don't touch me. Please.
    SONNY: I'm sorry. But I'm worried about you. I don't want Nick to hurt you again, or Will, or Ari.
    GABI: I don't think he will.
    WILL: Yeah, well, I'm not so sure about that.

    ---

    Jennifer makes a beeline for Daniel's office, but is stopped in the hallway by Anne Milbauer.

    ANNE: Ohhh! How nice to see you actually at work for once.
    JENNIFER: (sighing) What do you want, Anne?
    ANNE: To see you working more than an hour a day, continuously, I might add, since you tend to work about two-and-a-half cumulatively, but I hardly count that--
    JENNIFER: I don't have time for this.

    Jenn tries to walk away, Anne grabs her shoulder to stop her.

    ANNE: Woah woah woah woah not so fast, sweetie. I need you to have your sweet little doe-eyed daughter sign something for me. We're going to be publicizing the digitization of hospital records, and she's working on those as we speak.
    JENNIFER: Anything else?
    ANNE: No, just get it back to me right away.

    Jennifer stiffens and salutes Anne mockingly.

    JENNIFER: Yes, Ma'am!
    ANNE: Cute. Very cute.

    Anne walks away, Jennifer laughs to herself at Anne's ridiculousness, she decides to take are of the signing off right away and backtracks to Abigail's temporary office.

    ---

    EJ takes a moment to think before he responds to Abigail. Abigail folds her arms in impatience.

    ABBY: Well? What is it, EJ? Why does this keep happening?
    EJ: Look, Abigail--
    ABBY: Stop! Don't...don't feed me your spin. I think you're still channeling your inner politician. And I don't want to hear it. I want truth.
    EJ: What makes you think I haven't been totally upfront with you?
    ABBY: Well, I don't know. Maybe it's something to do with why I had to be kept in the dark when Nick was missing. Maybe it's because I feel like the only reason you even slept with me in the first place was to shut me up and 'WHOOPS!' you actually enjoyed yourself.
    EJ: That's not what it is.
    ABBY: You've said that before. I'd like to believe it. But I walk away every time EJ, and I feel cheap, and used.
    EJ: I'm sorry, Abigail. I truly am--
    ABBY: ...And the worst part is...I know the second you and Samantha get over whatever you've been fighting about, I'm gonna be thrown out like yesterday's trash. Won't I?

    EJ's anger boils over, he turns around, upset by her accusation.

    EJ: NO! No you will not, dammit. I am attracted to you. You give me something I need, and you're a beautiful girl.
    ABBY: Girl. Exactly, EJ. I'm not a woman to you. Sami's a woman though, isn't she?

    Abby drapes her arms around EJ's neck, leaning in closer to him.

    ABBY: Sami is grown up, she's everything you want in a woman. Sami can make you feel like no one else, can she?
    EJ: Abigail, I--
    ABBY: Shhh. Let me ask you something.

    Abigail is merely an inch from EJ's lips. She whispers sensually to him.

    ABBY: What if I'm more woman than you realize?

    Abigail leans in to kiss EJ. He kisses back, and the fire ignites. EJ clears off Abigail's desk, and lays her down on it.

    Outside, Jennifer fumbles with her purse, searching for her keycard, finding it, she buzzes herself in and turns the handle.

    ---
  9. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 7
    written by A. Washington-Beeby
    story consultant: ML Cooks

    JJ steps downstairs slowly to see where his mother is. Finding her studying papers in a folder in the foyer, he makes his way down delicately.

    JJ: Uh...mom?

    Jennifer stops immediately and turns to JJ with a smile.

    JENNIFER: JJ! Good morning!
    JJ: Yeah, good morning. Look, uh...are you in a hurry or do you have time to talk?
    JENNIFER: No, I've got time...but honey, if this is about Daniel again, I don't want to hear about it--
    JJ: Look, it is, but it's also about me, and I think you should hear me out.

    --

    Sonny & Will wake up in each other's arms. The sunshine hits Sonny's eyes and tempts him awake. After a big yawn, Sonny stares lovingly at Will for a moment. He drinks in the sleeping face of the man he loves. Eventually, he leans over and kisses him softly on the lips, which stirs Will from his sleep.

    WILL: (groaning) Is it time...wake me up later.
    SONNY: Come on, you lazy bum. We got things to do.

    Will scratches his eyes and tries to rouse himself. Sonny hits him with a pillow.

    WILL: OW! Hey!
    SONNY: Come on!

    Sonny gets up out of bed and heads for the doorway.

    SONNY: We have something very important to do today!
    WILL: How could I forget? Half priced brunch day at the club!

    Sonny shoots Will an evil eye. Will giggles.

    WILL: Sorry I had to.
    SONNY: You're the worst.
    WILL: (still laughing) I KNOW!

    Sonny leans on the bed, looking lovingly at Will.
    SONNY: I cannot wait to tell everyone we know that I'm marrying the greatest, sexiest guy on the planet.
    WILL: You can't marry yourself, Sonny.

    Sonny rolls his eyes with a smile.

    SONNY: Oh my God, that was terrible.

    Sonny and Will kiss.

    WILL: You love my awful sense of humour.
    SONNY: You're lucky I do.

    Will & Sonny emerge from their bedroom to find Gabi on the couch, wide awake, bleary-eyed, holding Ari. They're immediately concerned for her.

    SONNY: Gabi! Are you alright?

    Gabi continues to stare straight ahead, as though she doesn't hear them.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Brady storms into the Kiriakis mansion, cocky as hell as per usual. Victor is waiting alone in the living room, as Maggie has left upon hearing the door, hoping to give Brady and Victor some time alone to hash things out.

    BRADY: Alright, Grandad. What's all the angry phone calls and threats of search parties about?
    VICTOR: Gee, I dunno. Might have something to do with the business you supposedly run. And yet, here I am, doing your job for you so you can go around town sulking and drinking all day.
    BRADY: How many times do I have to tell you, Grandad. I do NOT have a drinking problem.
    VICTOR: You're so full of crap it's coming out your eyeballs.

    Brady throws up his hands and makes his way for the door.

    BRADY: I don't need to hear this--
    VICTOR: Oh yes you do. The board meeting's coming up. They want to know how we're going to get out of the financial mess we've been in since you took over. I've been trying to cover for you, but you need to pull a solution out and fast.
    BRADY: What do you mean by that?
    VICTOR I mean Titan TV bleeding money by the week, MadWorld and that nincompoup Nick Fallon and that ridiculous computer virus that wiped out the entire fall line, the magazines are all basically kaput, and the only deal that could possibly keep us solvent is languishing on the backburner, all because we can't buy the land we need. And where the Hell is the CEO? Getting drunk at 10am.

    Brady pours himself a drink as Victor rants, essentially ignoring him.

    BRADY: Are you quite done?

    Victor's had enough. He grabs the drink from Brady's hand and smashes it against the opposite wall.

    VICTOR: If you don't clean up your act before that board meeting next week, this gravy train is gonna reach the end of the line, and it won't be turning back.

    ---

    Gabi finally responds to Sonny and Will, though she continues to look straight ahead. She trembles a bit as she does.

    GABI: I had a nightmare. I couldn't sleep.

    Will immediately sits down beside Gabi and tries to hug her. Gabi tenses and backs away slightly, before rationality returns to her and she shakes it off.

    GABI: I'm sorry. I'm just...I'm jumpy.
    SONNY: I can tell. Gabi, what's bothering you.

    Gabi finally snaps out of it and looks to Will and Sonny.

    GABI: It was about Nick. And it's got me thinking, and I don't know what to do.

    ---

    Hope stands in Town Square, face to face with Aiden. She is displeased to see him, and is fighting back tears from her conversation with Bo over the phone.

    HOPE: We've got to stop meeting like this.
    AIDEN: We probably do.
    HOPE: Well, if you'll excuse me.

    Hope goes to walk away before she starts to cry, but Aiden, after hesitating, calls out to her.

    AIDEN: I really don't know if I should ask you this but....are you alright?

    Hope turns around with a sour expression. Her mascara running slightly.

    AIDEN: Stupid question.
    HOPE: Only slightly.
    AIDEN: Look, I just wanted to ask.
    HOPE: Well, I appreciate it, but you've made it more than clear the only person whose pain you're concerned about is your own. Excuse me.

    Hope storms off. Aiden looks dejected but as though he expected Hope's reaction.

    ---

    JJ turns to Jennifer, looking her full-on. Jennifer clearly looks uncomfortable, and would rather be discussing anything else but this.

    JENNIFER: Look, JJ, I told you before, I am in no mood to talk about Daniel.
    JJ: Mom, I'm serious. You need to know this. It's SO important that I tell you the whole truth.
    JENNIFER: What? What do you even mean, JJ?
    JJ: Look, just...come to the living room with me for a sec, okay?
    JENNIFER: Okay, but I'm running late so--
    JJ: Mom, this is too important. It can't wait.

    Jennifer throws her hands up, admitting defeat.

    JENNIFER: Alright, lead the way.

    JJ and Jenn walk into the living room and sit down on the sofa.

    JJ: Okay...(clearing his throat), so remember the night...well...obviously you remember the night Theresa OD'd.
    JENNIFER: How could I forget?
    JJ: Well, you see...look, you can't....you have to promise me you won't tell anyone this, okay?
    JENNIFER: Oh God, JJ. What is it?
    JJ: Mom, promise me.
    JENNIFER: OKAY! Okay, I will. I promise. JJ are you in trouble again?
    JJ: No. Mom, I swear. I've been....100% honest with you in everything else, I just...I screwed up. Okay?
    JENNIFER: What do you mean?
    JJ: The night Theresa OD'd. I was there.
    JENNIFER: What? JJ? What are you talking about?
    JJ: Okay, Daniel....Daniel was not there with her that night. She invited me over. I was...I was into her and so I went over there. She...she told me she had this drug that she wanted to try out, but she was already wasted so she overdid it. I swear, I barely had any, but she...Theresa...she drank it all and...and fast. She passed out, and I didn't know what to do.

    Jennifer is too stunned to even move. JJ just looks dead ahead, recalling the events of that night.

    JJ: I just kept replaying over and over in my head....that judge. Warning me that he's going to make an example out of me. The thought of me in that prison cell. I couldn't do it. I couldn't deal with that. So I called Daniel.
    JENNIFER: Daniel? Why didn't you call 911, JJ--
    JJ: I couldn't. I couldn't, Mom. They would've hauled me in. Daniel came in like....5 minutes. He saved her life. He told me to leave. I wanted to help but he wouldn't let me. He insisted I keep quiet about it. Even to you, even after my sentencing he didn't want me to say anything to you in case my sentencing was reversed. But....I just couldn't keep quiet anymore.

    JJ takes Jennifer's hands and looks into her eyes.

    JJ: He loves you, Mom. He never slept with Theresa. He wouldn't do that.

    Jennifer mulls over everything JJ's told her. She takes a deep breath and thinks before she finally speaks.

    JENNIFER: My God, JJ. I just...I wish you'd told me. Why didn't you tell me?
    JJ: He thought it was safer if you were called as a witness, or were questioned. It was safer to have you hate him than to have to keep this secret.
    JENNIFER: I don't....I would have done it for you.
    JJ: But don't you see--
    JENNIFER: No, no I don't, JJ.

    Jennifer's now fighting off tears, she pulls JJ in for a hug.

    JENNIFER: Look, I'm so so glad you finally told me. And I know you've been trying so hard. I'm so proud of you, and how far you've come. But...I don't think there's a chance for Daniel and I anymore, even after what you just told me.
    JJ: Seriously?
    JENNIFER: No, honey.

    Jennifer wipes away her tears and gets up, grabbing her handbag.

    JENNIFER: Look, I've gotta get to the hospital.
    JJ: Mom, just promise me you'll talk to him. I just want to see you happy. And I know that he made you happy.
    JENNIFER: You're so sweet. But I'll be fine. With or without Daniel. I promise.

    Jennifer gives JJ another big hug and sets off to work. JJ is left frustrated at home.

    ---

    Abby gets off the elevator at Salem University Hospital and heads to the Nurses' Station. Picking up some files, she's spotted by Maxine, who waves to her.

    ABBY: Oh, hey Maxine.
    MAXINE: Hey honey, how you feeling?
    ABBY: Oh, I'm alright.
    MAXINE: Sure you are. By the looks of you, you have not slept a full eight hours in a week.
    ABBY: You've been talking to my mom again, haven't you?
    MAXINE: Now, you know your mom keeps tabs on you. She's just worried about you, that's all.
    ABBY: Well, she has nothing to worry about and neither do you. But thanks.

    EJ emerges from the board room, Abigail doesn't spot him as he exits from a door behind her. He lingers and feigns looking over some paperwork, but is listening in.

    MAXINE: Alright. Well, look. Here's the first of the files to begin digitizing. We set you up with a temporary office by the records room so you can have some peace and quiet while you work.
    ABBY: Oh my God! That's amazing!
    MAXINE: You better thank your Aunt Kayla for that. She pushed for that for you.
    ABBY: That's so sweet. I'll have to thank her when I see her next. Anyway, I better get to work.
    MAXINE: Alright, honey. See you. And get some sleep!

    Abby walks away from the Nurses Station, heading for her office. EJ quickly tucks away around a corner.

    ABBY: (laughing) I will!

    Abby unlocks the records room door with her keycard, and steps inside. Fully focused on the folder in front of her, she doesn't notice the door stops from fully closing by EJ, who sneaks inside behind her and closes the door behind him. His booming voice shocks Abigail.

    EJ: Abigail. We need to talk, right now.

    ---
  10. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 6
    written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Brady is heading back home from Theresa's when he receives a text from Sami that reads:

    Get to the brady pub NOW!!! its important


    Brady rolls his eyes at Sami's text and ignores it. He's about to put his phone away when he gets a call from Victor. He grumbles as he picks up.

    BRADY: Grandad.
    VICTOR: Brady Black, I was about five seconds away from calling a search party. Where in blue blazes have you been all night?
    BRADY: Okay, grandad, I thought we agreed that I was going to be living alone like an adult and not having you guys keeping tabs on me.
    VICTOR: Then start acting like one and do your damn job! Be here in ten minutes or I'll be signing your pink slip.

    Brady responds calmly, feeling Victor is really grasping at straws now.
    BRADY: You can't do that, Grandad. I'M the CEO.
    VICTOR: OH? Just watch me!

    Victor hangs up as Maggie walks into the Kiriakis living room where Victor is.

    MAGGIE: Who was that?
    VICTOR: Three guesses.
    MAGGIE: Brady.
    VICTOR: Dammit, Maggie. I'm so worried about him, and I feel like no matter what I do, it's the wrong thing.
    MAGGIE: Maybe he needs some time away from work. Maybe...maybe you should step in and run Titan for awhile.
    VICTOR: You've taken leave of your senses, woman! I want him to at least want to talk to me again before I die.
    MAGGIE: Well, Victor, I don't know what to say. You let him move out, drop out of the program, I'm no longer his sponsor. Your solution to all of this seems to be to just let him do whatever he wants and not have to face his problem.
    VICTOR: That's not what I'm trying to do at all. I want him to stay in charge at Titan because I thought the responsibility would be good for him...

    Maggie senses a hesitation in Victor's voice. She presses on.

    MAGGIE: But...?
    VICTOR: Honestly? I'm not so sure anymore.
    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Nicole throws the envelope down on her desk in disdain. She has her hands on her hips as she stares Miles down, hoping he'll back off and give her another story.

    NICOLE: What do I look like? Erin Brokovich?
    MILES: Nicole! Come on! You're the perfect person for a story like this.
    NICOLE: Are you kidding? What kind of television is a story like this gonna make? "Nocturnal Owl Watcher Being Forced From His Land By Big Oil!"
    MILES: I don't see what the problem is! This Percy guy is quite a character. He'll be fantastic on television!
    NICOLE: I thought I was working for Titan, not Greenpeace!

    Nicole turns away, shaking her head, arms crossed.

    MILES: Now come on, Nicole. You don't know ANYTHING about this story. Look into it. All I'm asking is that you look into it. Maybe you'll be surprised by what you come across.
    NICOLE: And it's even more likely I'll wanna gouge my eyes out from boredom.
    MILES: You know, you're walking on some pretty thin ice here. It's not like you have a job at the church to go back to.

    Nicole's face tightens up as she realizes she's being railroaded into taking the story. She turns around quickly to face Miles.

    NICOLE: I'll think about it. Now get out of my office, would you?

    Miles gets up from behind Nicole's desk, holding his hands up as if to surrender.

    MILES: Alright, alright! But I gotta say, you definitely have a much nicer chair than I do.
    NICOLE: Office Supplier, right behind University Hospital. Get your own.

    Nicole gives Miles and mocking smile as she waves him out the door.

    MILES: Okay! But you give me an answer by tonight, you hear me?
    NICOLE: Yeah, yeah. GOODBYE!

    Nicole slumps in her chair after Miles closes the door, in disbelief at the story she's just been presented.

    NICOLE: An owl watcher? Seriously, Miles?

    ---

    Nick and Percy both enter the lab at MadWorld HQ, impressed by their surroundings.

    NICK: HA! It's so nice to be back at work!
    PERCY: I've never seen such a glorious monument to modern chemistry!
    NICK: Oh trust me. You're gonna love every second of working here.

    Nick places his laptop bag on a counter and pulls his laptop from his bag. Percy walks over to the same table.

    NICK: Alright. So are you ready to do this?
    PERCY: Ready, willing, and able!

    Nick opens his laptop and begins working furiously on it, while explaining what's happening to Percy.

    NICK: Alright. So first thing's first. We're gonna need to ingratiate ourselves to Kate. Make her trust us and our intentions. It's the only way we're going to be able to gain any access.
    PERCY: Are you sure you'll be able to?
    NICK: Well, there's two possibilities. Either I can use my savvy and get Kate to trust me, or you are gonna have to really use those investigative skills of yours and dig up something big against her. Either way, Kate Roberts will be eating from the palm of our hands.

    ---

    SAMI: You cannot be serious!
    ERIC: I am.

    Sami is stood beside the booth at the Brady Pub where Marlena, Roman, and Eric have gathered to discuss Eric's resignation.

    SAMI: They couldn't have come to a decision that fast. Are you serious? Because if they are, I am going to go down to St. Luke's and have a talk with that Father Poindexter or whatever his name is--
    ERIC: SAMI!
    SAMI: WHAT??
    ERIC: Sit down and shut up for a second.

    Sami frowns like a child and slumps down in the booth next to Marlena.

    SAMI: Priests don't talk like that.
    ERIC: I've resigned, I don't have to play nice anymore.
    SAMI: That's not fair. You have to, you know, let me get used to it. Anyway, what happened?
    ERIC: Well, I was just telling Mom and Dad that I had decided that it was best if I resigned. When Nicole and Daniel tracked down Dr. Chyka, they weren't able to find any evidence linking him to Kristen.
    SAMI: Which means there's no evidence implicating that Kristen raped you.

    Eric winces slightly at Sami's choice of words, he looks down in disappointment and in some degree, of shame.

    ERIC: Exactly.
    MARLENA: Wait, Eric. What do you mean?
    ERIC: Well, Daniel and Nicole found out where Dr. Chyka's hideout was, and went off to find him without getting the police involved.
    ROMAN: Which was stupid. Hope told me about this last night. Those two could've got themselves killed going up against that bastard by themsleves.
    ERIC: I know, Dad. And I mean no disrespect, but Stefano's always had men hiding in the force. I mean, look at Benardi!

    Roman shakes his head, completely understanding the situation.

    ROMAN: I know, son. We've had a lot to deal with internally in the force when it comes to the DiMeras. I just...I feel like we could've done more if they'd come to us instead of going about it on their own.
    MARLENA: Wait a minute. What is going on? What happened to the doctor?
    ERIC: Well, Nicole was told to guard him and he escaped with the evidence.
    SAMI: Of course. Of course she did.
    ERIC: Sami, I don't want to hear it, okay?
    SAMI: Oh come on, Eric. She's so transparent she might as well be made of plastic wrap. She knows if they don't get the evidence against Kristen, you'll be out of the priesthood, and she can't wait to pounce on you. And you know it.

    Eric fights his rage at Sami's accusation, but a piece of him can't fight the sense of doubt.

  11. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 5
    written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Theresa is in bed with Brady, reaching frantically for her phone, which Brady is denying her.

    THERESA: Seriously, give that back.
    BRADY: Only if you promise me you won't even try to take another picture.
    THERESA: FINE! Now give it back!

    Brady slowly lowers his arm and hands Theresa her phone, which she snatches back brusquely.

    THERESA: What the Hell was that for anyway?
    BRADY: I'm gonna tell you something about me, okay? I'm not sure if you noticed or not, but I run a pretty big conglomerate, okay? So everything I do outside the confines of the workplace, have to stay pretty discreet. That means no texting pictures of me naked in bed to your friends, no tweeting that we're going out or something. None of that. Because if that gets back to Titan?
    THERESA:...not so good for you.
    BRADY: Exactly. So you're gonna put your phone away. And...I'm gonna pretend you didn't just try to send a pic of me in your bed to your friends in LA or wherever they are.

    Theresa rolls her eyes and lies back down, facing the ceiling.

    THERESA: (sighing) Fine.
    BRADY: Good. [pauses]...you know, I DID have a good time last night. You're pretty damned good in bed, I gotta say.

    Theresa tilts her head to face Brady, not sure whether to be seductive or embarrassed.
    THERESA: What can I say? I'm gifted.
    BRADY: Ain't that the truth.

    Brady senses a bit of tension in Theresa and snuggles in a little closer to her.

    BRADY: Look, I know we started off...really icy. I was....well, a bit of a jerk--
    THERESA: ...HUGE jerk.
    BRADY: Huge drunken jerk. But, seriously, I was wrong. And I hope you can forgive me. And maybe we can do this again?

    Theresa looks Brady over and slowly but surely, cracks a smile.

    THERESA: Sure.

    ---

    Nicole snaps out of her state of shock after dropping her coffee on the office floor. Miles gets up from his seat and checks the floor before checking Nicole.

    MILES: You okay?

    Nicole picks up her coffee mug. Thankfully the lid has stayed on so only a little spilt.

    NICOLE: Yeah. I'm fine. Thankfully, I'm more of a mimosa girl, anyway.
    MILES: Well, hold off on one of those for a bit, we need to talk.
    NICOLE: Miles, I told you, I'm doing all I can--
    MILES: Nicole, listen. I know your relationship with the horny priest bla bla bla, but just...take a look at this, would you?

    Nicole reluctantly takes the envelope from Miles' hand and opens it. Inside, a DVD in a jewel case, as well as some documents.

    NICOLE: What the hell is this?
    MILES: Your new assignment! I'm taking you off the horny priest story--
    NICOLE: STOP CALLING HIM THAT!
    MILES: Okay! Okay! Jeez.
    NICOLE: Actually, I'm kind of relieved.
    MILES: Hah! I knew it. You got it bad for that guy, don't you?

    Nicole struggles to respond, averting her eyes and giving an awkward smile.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Nicole glares at Miles, feeling like a child in school being mocked by classmates for having a crush.

    NICOLE: Does it matter one way or another? It's not like I'm doing the story anymore, now is it?
    MILES: So the answer is yes.
    NICOLE: Why should I even give you an answer to that. It's none of your business.

    Nicole reaches for the envelope and snatches it out of Miles' hand. Opening it up, her eyes widen and her jaw drops.

    NICOLE: Oh HELL no! Miles, are you insane??

    ---

    Hope is heading over towards The Brady Pub to meet with Marlena, Roman, and Eric. As she walks through the town square, she gets a phone call from Bo. She stops to answer.

    HOPE: Bo! It's so nice to hear your...Bo, I can hardly hear you, what's going on?...

    Hope's face drops as the silence continues, Bo is on the other end, delivering news that disappoints her. Unbeknownst to her, Aiden is overhearing the conversation. He stands behind the tree and listens closely.

    HOPE: I just don't understand why you can't take a little bit of time and come home....Shane and John can work this without you, why do...you have no clue do you?

    Hope starts to fight back tears, as the strain from trying to care for Ciara on her own starts to finally overwhelm her. Bo's neglect suddenly hits her like a ton of bricks.

    HOPE: Fine...yeah. Goodbye.

    Hope hangs up and tries to pull herself together, but as she turns to walk away, she finds Aiden standing in front of her. She sighs at the probability of another confrontation with her favourite person.

    ---

    Lucas is in shock from having seen Sheryl and Jordan's mugshots in the newspaper clipping Kate dropped on the table. He studies them closely.

    KATE: Yes, that's right. Jordan and Sheryl are actually Thelma & Louise.
    LUCAS: You can't be serious! I mean, this has got to be fake.

    Kate sits down in her big office chair, playing with a pen in her hand and looking at Lucas with a blasé expression.

    KATE: Nope. 100% real. And here's the fun part.
    LUCAS: Fun. There's a fun part. Okay mom, lay it on me.
    KATE: These aren't just any run-of-the-mill bank robbers. Oh no! These two are wanted under the terrorist act.

    Lucas' eyes nearly pop out of his head at this revelation.

    LUCAS: Are you serious? What for?
    KATE: Well, it seems they were involved in some protests in Canada that got really ugly. Smashed windows, looted stores. Except THESE two went the extra mile. They bombed a bank.
    LUCAS: What?
    KATE: Mmmhmm.

    Lucas is lost for words for a minute. He turns to Kate and struggles to even get a word out for a moment, he's so shocked.

    LUCAS: I....did...did you tell Rafe this?
    KATE: No, are you insane?? He'd insist I was being jealous. No, no.
    LUCAS: Have you at least called Roman about this yet?
    KATE: I tried, but he's (Kate makes quotation gestures with her hands) "too busy". Some kind of family emergency. You know, those things that happen every five minutes in that household.

    Lucas paces the room, dumfounded by Kate's evidence, he can hardly think clearly or rationally on the situation, being so blindsided by Sheryl's deception.
    LUCAS: I can't believe it. I....I have to fire Sheryl right away. I mean she can't be working for us--
    KATE: Lucas! Honey, calm down. Calm down.

    Kate takes a second to let Lucas sit down and breathe.

    KATE: Don't fire anyone, don't call anyone. We will talk to Roman, and they'll be arrested. It's as simple as that!
    ---

    Marlena and Roman are aghast at Eric's announcement that he is leaving the priesthood. She leans in and gives a concerned look.

    MARLENA: Eric, the...the priesthood, it meant everything to you.
    ERIC: Well, yes. But I have faith that God has a different path for me.
    ROMAN: Eric, now, seriously. Are you sure this is what you really want to do? I mean....what made you come to this decision?
    ERIC: Well, my retreat helped. It helped an awful lot. I was able to really understand that my life needs to go in another direction. I need to deal with a lot of the things that Kristen did to me, I need to rebuild my life. My relationships with my family. Especially with Brady.

    Marlena reaches out a hand to Eric across the table. Eric takes her hand in his. Roman places his hand over theirs.

    ERIC: I could really use your support.
    ROMAN: You always have our support, Eric. No matter what you choose to do.
    MARLENA: I can't help but be a little disappointed. I mean, you loved your work with the church so much, and I saw how devoted you were.
    ERIC: Mom--
    MARLENA: I know....I know. But I will always support you. No matter if you decide to leave the church or not.

    Sami naturally walks in at this moment, only hearing the last thing Marlena said.

    SAMI: You can't be serious! They kicked you out of the priesthood??

    ---

  12. beebs
    EPISODE 3

    It's buzzing at The Royal. The grand opening is upon us, and champagne is in every glass. Kian, Jason and Peter socialize with the local foodies and press, basking in the glory of their creation. Ryan passes by them, hors d'oevres artfully displayed on the tray in his hands. Jason pulls Ryan over momentarily.

    JASON: Can you do me a favour and ask the kitchen to wait ten minutes before serving the mains? I'm gonna have Peter and Kian give speeches, then at my cue, get the staff ready and we'll parade everything out all at once, alright?
    RYAN: Got it, boss.

    Ryan is about to hastily scurry away, Jason stops him before he does so, and looks at him with a wry smile.

    JASON: And don't call me boss. Got it?
    RYAN: Yes, b..Jason.

    Jason lets Ryan go, and wrinkles his nose, shaking his head.

    Jason then goes back to mingling with the crowd, drinking far faster than anyone else in the room. He still manages to come off charming, if a little sloppy.

    Kian and Peter shmooze with the press, Kian held close to Peter's side, but Kian's eyes are clearly following Jason instead. Peter's so caught up in having a sexy young guy on his side, he barely notices as he chats endlessly with the socialites around him.

    Kian tunes it out and daydreams of he and Jason in bed together. Jason's kiss on his neck and heading south before Peter calling his name snaps him out of it.

    PETER: Kian!
    KIAN: Oh...hey.
    PETER: You look like you're a thousand miles away, babe.
    KIAN; Sorry, I just...I couldn't believe that all of this was for me. I had to soak it all in for a sec.
    PETER: Well, get used to it, babe, cos this is just the start of it for you.

    Kian smiles a wide smile and gives Peter a quick peck on the lips, more in appreciation than out of love. Regardless, the group talking with them still beam at them, mistaking their display as a sign of great romance.

    As this happens, Jason gets up on the small stage in one corner of the room, clinking his glass with his fork to draw attention to himself.

    JASON: Excuse me, everybody. Can I have everyone's attention for just a second, please.

    The room grows mostly silent and turns to face Jason, a few members in the crowd still chatter.

    JASON: Hey!

    Jason points to the source the noise, a twinkle in his eye as he does so. The crowd laughs.

    JASON: I wanted to thank you all for coming here, and I have something extremely important that I want to say about someone who is very important to everyone here, but especially to me.

    Kian looks to Jason with eyes darting. Kian shakes his head at Jason hoping to avert a disaster, while Jason looks relaxed and ignores Kian's worries.





    Down on Queen West, Darren chats with his friend, artist Calvin J at his art show. Out of the corner of his eye, Darren spots Alexis come into the gallery. Alexis' face drops and she turns sharply to the bar, avoiding contact with Darren as much as possible. Undeterred, Darren excuses himself and heads over to Alexis.

    As Alexis picks up a glass of wine at the bar, Darren startles her with his greeting.

    DARREN: HEY baby, what's up?
    ALEXIS: You want me to spill this all over the place?
    DARREN: Sorry, baby, if you spilled, i'ma buy you another.
    ALEXIS (unimpressed): How gracious of you.
    DARREN: Come to think of it, I might just buy you one anyway.
    ALEXIS: *sigh* This may come as a huge shock to you, but you're actually nowhere near as suave as you think you are.

    Darren grabs at his chest.

    DARREN: MY HEART!

    Alexis rolls her eyes, takes a sip of wine as she walks away.

    DARREN: Wait wait wait, wait a minute, girl. Come here, I got someone I want you to meet.
    ALEXIS: If it's your mother, I don't think we're at that stage of the relationship yet.
    DARREN: Yet. Cha-ching! Progress.

    Alexis follows him reluctantly, shaking her head at his theatrics as he takes her over to meet Calvin.






    Back at the restaurant, a beautiful black woman in her early 40s enters the room in a dazzling red gown. Her hair done up in a tight bun, she looks every bit as beautiful as a woman in her 20s, but twice as graceful. She stands at the back of the room as Jason makes his speech.

    JASON: I'm glad you're all here tonight for our grand opening. It really means a lot to me and Kian, and Peter of course, that you're here to help us celebrate the launch of this amazing new restaurant.

    Kian winces at Jason's remark. He knows the comment was unintentional, and realizes he's overthinking things, but worries that there's a possibility some buried resentment at Jason's status as Kian's hidden lover will make its way into Jason's speech.

    JASON: The Royal will be one of a kind in this community, a restaurant of fine food for everybody. And we have two very important people to thank for this...Kian and Peter.

    The crowd applauds as Jason motions them to step up. Kian is unsure of what's going on, still deep in thought, while Peter, eager to grab the spotlight, races up to capture the glory of the moment.

    PETER: Thank you, everybody. Thanks for coming out, and even greater thanks to my talented, and loving partner, in life and in business...Mr. Kian McClary.

    The applause continues as Kian finally steps up on the stage.

    PETER: Kian is probably the finest discovery I've ever made. Not only is he one of the best chefs in the country, but he also has quite possibly the best taste in the world. Not only for his food, but for choosing an old lug like me.

    Peter jabs Kian in the side, as the audience laughs. Kian laughs along with them but a slight discomfort is still visible in his face.

    As Peter continues to go on about how great he is, Ryan stands in the doorway of the kitchen, ready to lead the night's parade of great food with the wait staff. He notices the beautiful black woman in the doorway and can't take his eyes off her. She gives a seductive smile and turns back to Peter. Ryan smiles back clumsily, then looks back at the stage as well, waiting for Jason's cue.

    PETER: ...and that is going to be the key to our success.
    JASON: Now without further ado, let's all raise our glasses to The Royal.

    As the call goes out to raise their glasses, Ryan's handed a glass of champagne by another member of the wait staff, Jason motions to Ryan to hand it over to the woman he was looking at before. Ryan quickly scurries over to her and hands her a glass.

    RYAN: Here you are, Madam.
    MARY: Call me Mary. And thank you, handsome.
    RYAN: You're welcome.

    Ryan shuffles back to his corner, as the room prepares to toast.

    JASON: To The Royal
    ALL: To The Royal!






    Alexis toasts with Darren. She's had a few drinks by now, but still seems put off.

    DARREN: You look like you could kill someone, and I don't think I've crossed that line yet.
    ALEXIS: You're teetering on the edge, but no, you haven't.
    DARREN: Then I guess I better watch my step.
    ALEXIS: Trust me, you're nowhere near as bad as some people tonight.
    DARREN: Oh?
    ALEXIS: I wasn't supposed to be here alone tonight but--
    DARREN: But you got stood up and now you wanna get your mind off it. I get it. I know the feeling.
    ALEXIS: Why does that not surprise me?
    DARREN: Now YOU'RE teetering on the edge.

    Alexis laughs and orders another drink. Darren finishes his and sits a little closer.

    DARREN: You really better slow down, you know.
    ALEXIS: I'm a big girl, and I don't need some he-man looking out for me.
    DARREN: Nah, it's not that. I just know a lot of girls who think they can handle their booze, then they end up trippin' over their heels and throwing up on some dude's Cadillac.
    ALEXIS: I feel like there's a story there.
    DARREN: You have no idea.
    ALEXIS (laughing): Well come on, tell me!
    DARREN: Only if you promise to let me walk you home.
    ALEXIS: Hmmmm.....I think considering we're both going to the same place.
    DARREN: Mmmhmm???
    ALEXIS: I think I could handle that.
    DARREN: Excellent.
    ALEXIS: Now don't get too excited. I don't want you getting the wrong idea.
    DARREN: Promise. I'm a gentleman. I treat you like a lady.
    ALEXIS: Good. You know you're a lot less annoying after a few drinks.
    DARREN: Well thanks a lot, lady. What you tryin' to say?

    Darren gets in closer and tickles Alexis a bit. Alexis, whose defenses are now fully and clearly down, is actually enjoying the attention, which passive, distracted boyfriend Ryan never gives her.

    ALEXIS: AH! Stop it. (laughs). Come on. TELL ME! Tell me the story.

    Alexis looks up at Darren, who leans in to kiss her. Alexis at first recoils, but it's only momentary. She leans back in to reciprocate.
  13. beebs
    EPISODE 2

    ALEXIS DILLON
    Jacqueline MacInnes Wood

    RYAN OLSEN
    Scott Clifton

    ERIC HADLEY
    Scott Evans

    DARREN WASHINGTON
    Bryton James

    KIAN McCLARY
    Chord Overstreet

    PETER PHILLIPS
    Kin Shriner

    JASON TOMS
    Zack Conroy

    MARY RUSSELL
    Victoria Rowell

    JOANNA WILLIAMS
    Lynn Herring

    MARK WILLIAMS
    Wayne Northrop


    OUTSIDE THE MAJOR ST. APARTMENTS

    Kian stands dumfounded as Peter steps out of his limo to greet him. Jason stands a bit in behind him, as though Kian somehow will shield him. Peter seems to ignore their awkwardness.

    PETER: Hey baby, I thought I'd come surprise you.
    KIAN: Oh...heh, great. Umm...Peter, this is my...uh...the manager of the restaurant...umm...
    JASON: I'm Jason Toms, nice to meet you, sir.
    PETER: Heard a bit about you, Jason. I'dve been a part of the hiring process but I was in New York so I left it all in the hands of my...incredibly capable business partner

    Peter winks at Kian, who smiles uncomfortably.

    PETER: So, come on. Let's go. A party awaits us!

    Kian and Jason look at each other knowingly, equal measures of relief and concern on their faces. They head down the steps to the car.





    Through the window on the main level, Joanna Williams peeks through her window at the goings-on outside. The neighbourhood snoop with equal parts gossippy motormouth and all-seeing eyes. Trusting her is out of the question for the residents of the building...at least if they know well enough.

    JOANNA: Oooo, Mark, Mark, come see. Kian's got a big, shiny limo to take him to his grand opening.

    Mark's in the kitchen, looking around the corner at Joanna. He's used to her nosiness, but it nonetheless agitated.

    MARK: Would you stop snooping already? You're gonna get yourself arrested for invading privacy again, and this time I'm not bailing you out.
    JOANNA: No, come on! If they've got a stretch limo they WANT people to look! You don't get a limo like that and come up to the door of a place like this if you want people to keep their eyes to themselves and look down at their newspapers. This is an obvious cry for attention. I'm just giving them what they want.

    Mark walks over, sandwich in hand, looks quickly out the window and turns around again, sitting down in his easy chair, facing the TV.

    MARK: And if you were paying any attention to the look on that boy's face, you'd know he'd rather be locked in the trunk of a Kia than be in that limo.
    JOANNA: What on earth are you talking about, Mark?
    MARK: It's obvious, something's going on between the two young ones and they don't want Peter to find out about it.

    Joanna looks over at him wide-eyed, with a wide grin. Mark looks up at her, realizing what he's just done.

    MARK: You know I've lived with you too long. I'm starting to turn into you.
    JOANNA: Marriage is beautiful, isn't it? *giggles* I'm going upstairs and telling Mary all about it.
    MARK (disinterested): I'm sure she'll give it her usual care and attention.
    JOANNA: Hush, go back to watching your football or whatever it is this time of year.
    MARK: Hockey still.
    JOANNA: Whatever, it's all the same game anyway. BYE!

    Mark rolls his eyes, despairing at what he's just done, and goes back to his show.

    Joanna heads out the door, and immediately runs into the landlord's cat. Calling out for attention (also food), she picks up her feline friend to bring her upstairs with her. As she's about to step up, Darren exits his apartment next door to hers, heading out the door. She stops him momentarily.

    JOANNA: Hey Darren! How's it going?

    Darren knows better than to tell Joanna too much, and is polite but guarded.

    DARREN: Not a lot, Mrs. Williams. Got a friend's art show tonight I'm gonna check out.
    JOANNA: Oh, would you stop with this Mrs. Williams stuff, it's Joanna. Now, this art show. It sounds exciting. What kinda stuff they do.
    DARREN: Oh he's a photographer, graphic artist, you know. Name's Calvin J. Really cool stuff, you know?
    JOANNA: That's fantastic. Hey, do you know what the limo outside's all about.

    Darren knows where this is going and tightens up.

    DARREN: Nope. Can't say I do.
    JOANNA: Oh well it was just so big and glamourous I just had to ask, you know. I love the glitz and the glam of these new fancy restaurants opening up, and to think we've got an up and coming chef living right under this roof, it's really something! You know?

    Darren, midway through this diatribe is already about to go, and tries to be polite but can't hold back any longer.

    DARREN: Yea for sure, Mrs. Wils-er Joanna, look, I really gotta go so...I'll see you later.
    JOANNA: Oh! Bye Darren, umm, hey, do you have any food scraps for...

    Darren runs out the door as fast as possible.

    JOANNA: ...the....cat. Okay!

    On his way out, Darren walks past Alexis, just stepping out of her car.

    DARREN: Hey baby.
    ALEXIS: Ugghh, not this again.
    DARREN: No seriously, I gotta warn you bout this neighbour we got. I forgot to tell you earlier. Mrs. Williams. BIG ass snoop. Gonna get up in ALL your business. Watch her.
    ALEXIS: Noted. Now, please move. In a bit of a hurry.
    DARREN: That's cool. I'll catch ya later.

    Alexis rolls her eyes, collects herself, and heads inside. Inside, Joanna's slowly making her way up the stairs, cat still in her arms. Alexis moves up the stairs quickly and notices the cat.

    ALEXIS: Ugh, good, my boyfriend got rid of it.
    JOANNA: What, Misty? Ohhh, she's a sweetheart. She belongs to the landlord, did you wanna hold her?
    ALEXIS: NO! ....no, I'm allergic. But thanks. And you are?
    JOANNA: Joanna Williams. I'm your downstairs neighbour. You haven't met me yet but...I mean, I knew you were moving in and all. I keep tabs on things around here, you know.

    Alexis nods and smiles, but already is looking to get out of this conversation.

    ALEXIS: Yeah, I gotcha...well....look. I got an art show tonight I wanna check out, this Calvin J guy. Get some new stuff for the walls...go along with this new apartment and all, so, I'm gonna take off. It was nice to meet you Mrs. Williams.
    JOANNA: OH! Call me Joanna!

    Joanna laughs uncomfortably as Alexis steps into her apartment quickly and closes the door in Joanna's face. Joanna realizes it's the same artist Darren was mentioning.

    JOANNA: Calvin J again. HM! Must be a popular guy.

    Joanna heads up the stairs again, up one more floor to Mary's.

    Alexis stands, back against the door for a second, eyes wide with relief at getting out of that mess. She calls out for Ryan while looking around the apartment for him.

    ALEXIS: Ryan??

    After checking out all the rooms and realizing he's not there, she checks for a note. Not finding one, she gets a bit aggravated and tries calling Ryan. The ever-present mind that he is, Ryan's left his phone on the desk in his rush to leave for the grand opening. Alexis silently curses him and goes to head off to the art show alone, when she notices a puddle on the ground in the doorway of the bathroom. Looking up at a drip in the ceiling, her frustration increases and she storms out of the room, headed up for the landlord's apartment.

    Before knocking, she inevitably runs into Joanna and cat once more.

    JOANNA: OH! Fancy running into you again!
    ALEXIS: Yeah, imagine that. It's like we just saw each other a minute ago.
    JOANNA: *giggles* I know right?
    ALEXIS: Right well, if you'll excuse me-
    JOANNA: You know, that art show you were going to? Well, that Darren fellow that lives downstairs across from me said he's going too. You should meet him, he's a real cutie. Around your age too! You'd really like--
    ALEXIS: We've already met. He seems like a great guy.
    JOANNA: OH! So you're going with him. Let me know how that goes.
    ALEXIS: I'm...not. Actually. Can you excuse me one second.
    JOANNA: Oh sure, take your time. I'm actually just gonna head back down to my apartment and feed Misty. My friend's not home.

    Alexis goes to knock on Dan, the landlord's door, just as she does, Joanna stops her yet again.

    JOANNA: Oh and before you do that, I knocked on Dan's door too. He's not home. He rarely is. Always travelling somewhere. This time around I heard he was going to Africa.

    Joanna stops for a second, Alexis stands facing the door, banging her head against it.

    JOANNA: Anyway, it's hard to get ahold of him, last time he was away half the year. He usually just has you give Mary the rent cheques while he's away, but if you wanna get anything fixed, you're better off doing it yourself, honestly.
    ALEXIS: Thanks for the advice. Duly noted. Now, if you'll excuse me.
    JOANNA: Oh no worries, and say 'hi' to Darren for me.

    Alexis dashes off to the art show. Joanna gives Alexis a wink, hoping to hear some juicy gossip later in the evening.

    NEXT on NINE LIVES:
    The art show begins
    and
    A gala to remember?
  14. beebs
    EPISODE 1

    DAN KAPLAN
    Shawn Christian

    ALEXIS DILLON
    Jacqueline MacInnes Wood

    RYAN OLSEN
    Scott Clifton

    ERIC HADLEY
    Scott Evans

    DARREN WASHINGTON
    Bryton James

    KIAN McCLARY
    Chord Overstreet

    PETER PHILLIPS
    Kin Shriner

    JASON TOMS
    Zack Conroy

    Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Spring is starting to...well, spring, and the extreme Canadian winter has brought many feet of snow. The snow is now getting heavy, saturated with the weight of the April showers. We come upon an apartment block in the heart of the city, during a typically dreary day. Rain for a third consecutive day, and no sign the weather will soon let up.

    On the top floor of the building, Dan Kaplan, the building's landlord, looks out the window at the miserable weather, and puts his cat outside the door of his apartment and runs his bath. After running the bath, he gets in. We then hear a loud creaking noise and a loud crash.

    A floor below, we see a young couple, freshly moved in. Alexis Dillon, a suburban princess with a long entitlement complex, and her beau, the hapless Ryan Olsen. Ryan is trying to set up the kitchen cabinet, but as Alexis walks in, the shelves collapse.

    ALEXIS: I see the shelf-building's going well
    RYAN: Yeah, well...cheap Swedish furniture's not all it's cracked up to be
    ALEXIS: That's exactly why I didn't want us to GET cheap Swedish furniture.
    RYAN: You didn't want second hand furniture either, so what else could we afford.
    ALEXIS: Better stuff than THIS. Ryan, come on, you have a new job, a good one! You can afford this, can't you?
    RYAN: Not after first and last month's rent, baby.

    Alexis rolls her eyes and looks around the apartment. It's not to her standards. In fact, she absolutely loathes the place. But Ryan looked like a wounded dog when she voiced that opinion the first time she saw the place, and she hates when he looks that way, so she keeps quiet.

    ALEXIS: You know what we need?
    RYAN: What?
    ALEXIS: Some art for the walls.
    RYAN: I'm sure we can find something down at Kensington Market
    ALEXIS: No, like, real art, like...my friend has a gallery opening tonight on Queen St., why don't we check it out?
    RYAN: I thought we were staying in and ordering take-out...movie...you know?
    ALEXIS: Oh honey, we can do that tomorrow. Please?

    Alexis makes a face that's all batting eyelashes and white teeth. Ryan can't resist.

    RYAN: Alright, alright. We'll go. But don't expect me to buy anything, cos we can't afford it until I've been working a few more weeks.
    ALEXIS (not really listening): Mmhmmm

    Alexis heads over to the doorway, grabs her purse, and goes to open the door.

    ALEXIS: I'm heading to the Carla's for a bit, then we'll head off to the show, K? I'll see you later.
    RYAN: Sure when you gonna be back?
    ALEXIS: I'll only be a couple hours, don't worry.

    They share a kiss, and Alexis opens the door. The landlord's cat scurries in. Alexis is allergic and hates the cat. She can't get her out before the cat runs under their sofa.

    ALEXIS: Dammit, Ryan. Why couldn't you stop her?

    Ryan looks on, apologetic and confused.

    ALEXIS: Get her out before I come back. Seriously.

    Alexis slams the door shut, the hastily-reassembled shelves fall off the cabinet again.





    Outside the building, shivering in their jackets, smoking, stand longtime best friends Eric Hadley and Darren Washington. Darren's a bit of a rebellious soul, and Eric credits him with bringing him out of his shell after being a recluse in his early high school years, which were filled with traumas dating back to childhood. Darren's upbringing was hard on him, but even though they've never discussed it, Darren's aware that Eric had it harder than he did growing up.They never talk about it.

    Today, Darren stands on the steps of the walkup, talking about work. Or Darren's lack thereof.

    DARREN: I swear, forty resumes I've sent out. Not ONE answer.
    ERIC: Well, you haven't been looking long, dude. Give it another week. At least give them some time to call you back.
    DARREN: I haven't got time. I gotta get money, man. Gotta pay rent.
    ERIC: I hear that. The store's not paying much better, honestly.
    DARREN: Least you're working. Man, I can barely afford the free cigarettes I get off people on the street.

    Alexis slams the door in the distance and heads down the hall to the front door. Brusquely opening the door, she nearly hits Darren in the back when she opens it.

    DARREN: Hey, hey, what's the problem?
    ALEXIS: Well for one, you and the fact you smell like an ash tray.
    DARREN: And what's a mouth like that doing on a body like yours, girl?
    ALEXIS: Keeping as far away from yours as possible. Now get the hell out of my way.

    Alexis kicks Eric and Darren away from her as she steps past them to get down the steps. Darren (mostly) and Eric object, as Alexis leaves, Eric looks to her with a wide smile. Darren's less impressed.

    DARREN: Man, that's COLD.
    ERIC: So, not to throw your own lines back at you, dude but...what's a mouth like YOURS doing on a boy from Forest Hill. You're about as 'hood as Drake.
    DARREN: You shut up or I'll put this out in your eye!

    Eric laughs, and gets up to go in. As the door opens, Ryan heads out of the building in a rush, nearly tripping over them both.

    RYAN: Woah, sorry, guys.
    DARREN: Woah, man, where's the fire?
    RYAN: I just remembered tonight's the grand opening at my new job so...
    DARREN: Wait, where?
    RYAN: The Royal, down on Harbord St.
    DARREN: They still looking?
    RYAN: I dunno, you'd have to check with the owner, dude.
    ERIC: I haven't seen you around before. You just moved in?
    RYAN: Yea, last week.
    ERIC: Hey man, welcome to the building.
    RYAN: Thanks dude.

    They shake hands, and go their respective ways. Before heading in, Darren remembers something to ask Ryan.

    DARREN: Hey man, what apartment you moved into?
    RYAN: Unit 4, just the end of the hall.
    DARREN: Cool. We're in 2, dude. Come by later, we'll chill, get some beer. You know?
    RYAN: Thanks, man. I'll...I'll see what I can do.

    Ryan pauses one last time.

    RYAN: Hey, you know how I can get ahold of the landlord, by the way?
    DARREN: *laughs* Good luck. Dan is always off somewhere. I think he said this time he was off to like...Africa or something. Call him, though and see.
    RYAN: Thanks, man. See ya, bro.
    DARREN: See ya.

    The guys head inside and go down into their unit.




    Upstairs, Dan sets his itinerary for a trip to Morocco in the flap of his carry-on bag, then wanders to the bathroom. He draws his bath and lays in the tub. Relaxing in the tub, he doesn't notice the extreme humidity surrounding him. He closes his eyes and relishes the opportunity to relax.





    Downstairs, across rom Ryan an Alexis, is Kian McClary. Kian's a young, thin, babyfaced gay man in his mid-20s. A rising star in the world of cookery, Kian is set to open his first restaurant tonight. The Royal. The Royal is partnership between Kian and his long-term romantic partner, the much-older Peter Phillips, who is a big name among Toronto foodies. But that's not who Kian's with right now.

    KIAN: Jason, honey, what tie should I be wearing with this?
    JASON: I don't know, whatever one you're in the mood for.
    KIAN: Helpful.
    JASON: Hey, I got my own issues to deal with, Mr. Boss-man.

    Kian and Jason share a quick kiss. Jason continues to get ready, and begins to contemplate.

    JASON: Peter's not meeting you here, is he?
    KIAN: No, thankfully. He's meeting us all at the restaurant. And besides, I told him that I'd have a couple people over first to sorta...get the celebration started early.

    Kian drapes his arms around Jason, looking deep into his eyes.

    JASON: Okay, but...I mean, you don't figure it's a little too obvious, what with you making me manager of the restaurant and all. I mean, he's not gonna figure it out, right?
    KIAN: Come on, Peter's so caught up in his own business you could hit him over the head with it and he wouldn't even bat an eyelash.
    JASON: If you're sure.
    KIAN: I'm positive. Stop worrying. Look, there's no love left in this relationship, okay? That ended a long time ago. We're only together for the business and that's it.
    JASON: And I just stay you're secret thing on the side.
    KIAN: No, you stay the man I'm in love with. Only you. And besides, once I get my citizenship, this'll all be moot anyway.
    JASON: Okay, okay.
    KIAN: Promise.

    Kian grabs his jacket and tugs on Jason's wrist to come.

    KIAN: Now let's go. Open time is coming!
    JASON: Alright alright, let me just grab my things.

    They laugh as they head out the door. But upon opening the door, a limo is parked out front, and out of the door steps Peter. Kian looks on in surprise and a bit of discomfort paints his face.





    Upstairs Dan continues his bath, fully relaxed. Soft music plays and his face is just above the water, so he never hears the phone ring. The phone rings over and over, and Dan only hears it a bit and spitefully ignores the phone, dunking his head under the water. As he does this, the heavy snow above him and the endless rain have finally created a pool heavy enough above the old apartment block. The weight is stressing right above him, and the drains outside aren't able to keep up, having partially frozen over in the long, cold winter.

    Dan's old, weather-beaten ceiling finally gives way under the huge weight and collapsed on top of him, sealing him in the bathtub like a pie crust.

    NEXT TIME:
    Kian's grand event


    and


    A surprise for Alexis at the art show

  15. beebs
    EPISODE 185
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    Brady stands in Anita's living room, stunned by her announcement that Anita is not, in fact, a kind stranger that plucked him from the river, but his grandmother, Loretta Toscano.
     
    He struggles to speak a single word, sputtering as Anita tears up, Tyler holding her shoulders, trying to keep her calm.
     
    BRADY: Wh....what did you say?
     
    Anita stands shaking before Brady, terrified of what this revelation will do, before repeating herself.
     
    ANITA: I am Loretta Toscano. Brady, I am...your grandmother.
     
    Brady catches his breath after a moment, and clumsily tries to form a response without snapping at his grandmother.
     
    BRADY: I...you...you can't be my grandmother. My grandmother died decades ago, she...my mother died of cancer, and...
    ANITA: I know, Brady. I desperately wanted to be there, but it wasn't safe--
     
    Brady snaps upon hearing this, turning his back to his grandmother, and beginning to pace the kitchenette nervously, before turning around suddenly, startling Anita with his anger, and raised voice.
     
    BRADY: Oh come on, lady! I don't buy it. Not for a second. If you were really my grandmother, and you were ANYTHING like the woman you claim was your daughter, wild horses wouldn't keep you from seeing your daughter before she died. 
     
    Tyler steps in, hoping to calm Brady down, to no avail.
     
    TYLER: Brady, calm down. Anita is not lyling to you, she IS your grandmother, I prom--
    BRADY: Bull!
     
    Brady turns to look at Anita, an almost-maniacal glint in his eye, as he stares her down.
     
    BRADY: Now, if, and I mean IF you really are my grandmother, I want an explanation about where you've been all these years.
     
    Anita shivers, partly in fear, and partly in sadness, as she hears Brady's demand loud and clear.
     
    BRADY: And I want it, right, now.
     
    ---
     

    In the parking garage under the condo building where Marlena lives, Kim and Marlena shake hands, while Andrew looks on.
     
    KIM: It's a date. I'll come with you to the hospital tomorrow at...
    MARLENA: Meet me at 10am. 
    KIM: Where, exactly?
    MARLENA: Just outside Dr. Grant's office. 6th floor.
     
    Marlena smiles, as does Kim, albeit weakly. Kim nods in agreement, as Marlena looks over to Andrew, beaming brightly at the handsome young man.
     
    MARLENA: And if you'd like to come, it would be great to spend more time with you. It's been way too long.
    ANDREW: Tell me about it! I've missed you. And Salem.
    KIM: And we've missed you.
    MARLENA: We have.
     
    Marlena leans over to give Andrew a warm hug, before looking warmly at Kim, squeezing Kim's hand.
     
    MARLENA: I'm sorry to have put you through so much worry. I really am. 
     
    Kim smiles back, still half-heartedly, as Marlena collects herself to head back upstairs.
     
    KIM: Thank you.
    MARLENA: I'll see you both tomorrow.
    KIM: Sure thing.
    ANDREW: Goodnight, Marlena.
    MARLENA: Goodnight, Andrew. Kim.
     
    Marlena walks away, heading for the elevators, as Kim looks on. Andrew puts his hands on her shoulders, trying to comfort his troubled mother.
     
    ---
     

    Sonny gets up from the sofa inside his apartment with Will, as Will shuts the door of the kitchen cabinet, having grabbed a glass for a drink of water. Sonny is stunned by what he's just heard Will tell him.
     
    SONNY: I'm sorry, Gabi moved out?
     
    Sonny stares at the open door to Gabi's room, seeing for himself that the room is virtually empty after Gabi's move to Nick's, earlier in the day.
     
    Will turns on the tap, almost spitefully nonchalant in his reaction to the news, the polar opposite of Sonny's panic.
     
    WILL: This afternoon. 
     
    Will turns the tap off, having filled his glass, and turns back toward Sonny. Will is visibly annoyed by Gabi's departure, but replying glibly and dismissively.
     
    WILL: I'm sure Nick sent movers in within minutes of hearing the news. I'm amazed they kept a crib for Ari. I expected they'd take any trace of her too.
    SONNY: I'm afraid to ask--
    WILL: Don't worry. Ari's staying with us. I didn't...take her tonight, I left her with Mom. I just...
     
    Will sighs, looking down as his sarcastic demeanour softens, turning to a grim resignation. He paces the room, as Sonny watches him, still in disbelief.
     
    WILL: I needed some time to...process...everything.
    SONNY: I can imagine. Wh....when did you...when did you hear the news?
     
    Will responds automatically, without thinking until he's halfway through his sentence.
     
    WILL: Oh I heard it when I was out to dinner with Alex--
     
    Will catches himself, and stops just after revealing the truth of what he did with his evening.
     
    WILL: ...Alex and I were at the Penthouse Grille for work...sort of a...press preview of sorts, and....Maggie came in. Told us what she walked into at the breakfast table this morning.
     
    Sonny remains surprised, probably too stunned to absorb most of what Will's just told him, nor his strange reaction to telling Sonny about the dinner, but stammers out his next question.
     
    SONNY: Did um...did Maggie say why Gabi made the decision?
     
    Will shakes his head. Still looking off at the ground mindlessly.
     
    WILL: Nah. Nah, I didn't give her the chance to explain. I...I took off right away to the studio to...confront Nick. Get some answers out of him.
    SONNY: And?
    WILL: Well, they were already setting up for Nicole's special, so...Alex and I stayed in the studio to watch. And then...
    SONNY: And then the light fell.
     
    Will looks up at Sonny momentarily, then away again, nodding.
     
    WILL: You heard.
    SONNY: Heh, I think everyone in the state heard...or saw.
     
    Will chuckles to himself a moment, rubbing his eyes from exhaustion as he does. 
     
    WILL: Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.
     
    As Will chuckles to himself, Sonny looks intensely at Will as Will rubs his eyes, speaking seriously to him.
     
    SONNY: That...begs the question, though. And I want you to be 100% honest with me.
     
    Sonny hesitates momentarily before asking his question, almost afraid of the answer. Will  tenses up, worried about what Sonny might ask.
     
    SONNY: Did you rig that light to fall on the stage?
     
    Will looks up suddenly, surprised by Sonny's question. Sonny continues to look intensely into Will's eyes.
     
    SONNY: Were you so angry at Nick, that you were willing to try to kill him?
     
    Will is stunned, and can't answer, while Sonny frustratedly demands an answer.
     
    SONNY: Will! Tell me! Were you??
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Brady stands, incensed by Anita's deception. He steps in close to her, almost hissing his words to his grandmother, while Tyler hangs back, trying to observe the situation and keep everyone calm (and failing).
     
    BRADY: Well? I'm waiting. 
     
    Anita doesn't respond right away, prompting Brady to speak up once more.
     
    BRADY: Where have you been?
     
    Anita, holding her head in her hands, uncovers her face after a moment, tears in her eyes. She finally responds, regaining some of her composure through her tears.
     
    ANITA: I was here. I was here all along. Watching. Waiting for any news I could get. 
     
    Anita tries to step toward Brady, to take his hand in hers, but Brady recoils from her. Anita sees this immediately and stops herself. Instead, she sombrely relays her past to him.
     
    ANITA: Victor wouldn't let me come to Salem. When Ernesto found out about my affair with Victor, he nearly killed me with that poison. Victor managed to make it look like I'd died, but whisked me away out of danger just in time, and...
     
    Anita stops, before turning to face Tyler, taking his hand in hers.
     
    ANITA: Victor had Tyler set me up with a new home. A new life. He demanded I never come back for my children until he knew for a fact it was safe to do so. 
    BRADY: And it's been safe for years. Ernesto died before I was even born, and yet here you are.
     
    Anita looks down, frustrated and ashamed.
     
    ANITA: I know. And I probably should've fought harder, but...after awhile, you just lose the fight. And besides, just when I finally worked up the nerve, Hope came back and Victor was spooked. He figured...maybe Ernesto had managed to survive as well.
    BRADY: So you stayed here. Playing dead.
     
    Anita looks up at Brady, making her position clear to her grandson. She retorts firmly.
     
    ANITA:  So I settled for the life I could have. I had already made a life out here. I met a lovely man. Had another daughter, got to know her children...I had a great life, Brady. 
     
    Anita turns to face Brady, and looks him firmly in the eyes as she finishes her thought.
     
    ANITA: But I never forgot my other family, Brady. And I made sure I stayed in touch with, and up to date about you. You mean the world to me. You must believe that.
     
    Brady looks back with a look of skepticism, his words cutting Anita like a knife.
     
    BRADY: And what if I don't?
     
    ---
     
    After a tense moment staring at each other, Will begins to crack up at Sonny's assertion that he was the one responsible for the light falling at WXIR. 
     
    WILL: Sonny, I WISH I had thought of that. But see, this is how you know I wasn't the one who did it.
    SONNY: Why?
    WILL: Because if I had done it? I wouldn't miss.
    SONNY: Not funny.
     
    Will cracks up even more at Sonny's serious tone, walking casually into the living area as he quips to Sonny about murdering Nick.
     
    WILL: It's hilarious! What are you talking about?
     
    Sonny sighs and walks back over to the couch, sitting down on the sofa again, overwhelmed by everything that's gone down today. Will, meanwhile, takes a sip of water, then continues to talk about his day.
     
    WILL: But seriously, though. I didn't see anything that would help them figure out who dropped the light on the stage. 
    SONNY: Did you get a chance to talk to Nick at all?
    WILL: Eventually. I ended up driving him, Anjelica, and Alex back to the Kiriakis mansion.
     
    Sonny turns to look at Will, amused and surprised.
     
    SONNY: Anjelica? You drove Anjelica Deveraux home? Will, you drive a compact car with cloth seats--
    WILL: Oh I know. And I heard all about it from her, believe me.
     
    Sonny chuckles as Will continues.
     
    WILL: Ugh, that wasn't the worst part of the ride, though.
    SONNY: Oh?
     
    Will sits on the arm of the sofa, next to Sonny.
     
    WILL: Yeah. After gloating about Gabi moving in with him, Nick tried to imply something was going on between Alex and I.
     
    Sonny tries to stifle a laugh, failing miserably.
     
    SONNY: You cannot be serious.
     
    Will feigns being wounded by Sonny's laughter.
     
    WILL: I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was that hard to believe someone like Alex could POSSIBLY be interested in me.
     
    Sonny playfully jabs Will in the ribs, causing Will to crumple in, shouting out in pain.
     
    WILL: Ow! Stop! 
    SONNY: Whatever, you know you're stuck with me.
     
    Sonny starts to tickle Will, as Will wraps his arms around Sonny. Will yelps in discomfort from the tickling, as he inadvertently lands in Sonny's lap. 
     
    WILL: Ah! Fine, fine! You win! (laughs)
     
    Sonny finally stops tickling Will, figuring he's won, and the two look at each other lovingly.
     
    SONNY: Good. Cos you know what I wanna do for you tomorrow to take your mind off all the stuff with Nick?
    WILL: What?
    SONNY: I wanna sit down and start pinning down our wedding plans.
     
    Will beams at Sonny even mentioning their upcoming wedding.
     
    WILL: It's a deal.
    SONNY: Good. I think we've left enough of this up to your mom. It's time you and I take care of some things ourselves. What do you say?
     
    Will rests his forehead against Sonny's.
     
    WILL: I think you're right. Sounds like the perfect day. And you know what's a great way to start that perfect day?
     
    Sonny smiles, kissing Will gently on the lips before answering his question.
     
    SONNY: What?
    WILL: Having the perfect night.
    SONNY: Mmmm, I think you're right.
     
    Will giggles, leaning in to kiss Sonny once, twice, three times, before grabbing his collar and pinning him down on the couch, just out of our view.
     
    ---
     
    Kim and Andrew enter Kim's apartment, exhausted from the emotional situation at Marlena's. Kim flips the lightswitch on, as Andrew shuts the door behind them. 
     
    Andrew calls out to Kim, who takes off her jacket, and heads for the closet, completely oblivious to her son's calls.
     
    ANDREW: Mom. Mom?
    KIM: You know Andrew, I swear that whole...scare with Roman wore me right out.
     
    Kim hangs her coat up, almost in a trance. Andrew walks over to her, pulling her hand down after she hangs up her coat.
     
    ANDREW: Mom.
     
    Kim stops herself. She looks down at her hand, being held firmly in Andrew's, before looking up at her son, fear, hurt, and anger in her eyes.
     
    KIM: Andrew, I...
    ANDREW: Mom, are you alright?
     
    Kim looks into Andrew's concerned eyes, and immediately wells up. She nods, before cracking, weeping openly as she wraps her arms around her son, trying to calm herself down, as Andrew comforts her.
     
    ANDREW: It's okay, Mom. It's okay.
     
    ---
     

    Arriving back upstairs in her penthouse, Marlena closes the door, and sees Abe emerge from the bedroom, having laid Roman down to sleep. Marlena smiles half-heartedly at Abe.
     
    MARLENA: How is he?
    ABE: Pretty shaken up. But he's asleep now. He'll be okay.
     
    Marlena sighs, as Abe looks at her, very worried for her.
     
    ABE: What about you, though?
     
    Marlena shrugs, as Abe takes Marlena's hand in his.
     
    MARLENA: I'll be alright. 
    ABE: You sure?
     
    Marlena nods.
     
    MARLENA: My main concern is Roman.
    ABE: I have to tell you, Marlena...under the circumstances...I cannot afford to have Roman stay on the police force.
     
    Marlena sighs, knowing Abe's right. She nods reluctantly.
     
    MARLENA: I agree. Unfortunately, I think, at this rate, Roman staying on the force will...definitely be more harmful than helpful.
    ABE: I think you're right. Look, Marlena, I plan to put Roman on medical leave for the time being. I don't want to retire him completely until we have an official diagnosis.
    MARLENA: That makes sense. I'm actually planning to get a firm answer on that tomorrow. So I'll let you know as soon as we hear something.
     
    Abe smiles half-heartedly, nodding appreciatively.
     
    ABE: Thank you. Leave letting Roman know to me. I'll tell him on Monday. I ah...I better go.
    MARLENA: No, thank YOU. I know it's...incredibly late to be out.
     
    Marlena guides Abe toward the door, as they continue saying their goodbyes.
     
    ABE: It's no trouble at all. Believe me, I feel a lot better helping you out, under the circumstances.
    MARLENA: I appreciate it so very much, Abe.
     
    Abe and Marlena hug warmly, before Abe opens the door to leave.
     
    MARLENA: Thanks again.
    ABE: Goodnight, Marlena.
     
    Abe walks toward the elevator, before Marlena closes the door behind him.
     

    Now alone in the apartment, except for Roman, Marlena walks silently over to Roman's door. In the shadows created by the moonlight beaming in through his window, Marlena watches him sleep.
     
    As James Blake's "Retrograde" begins to play, Marlena quietly cries as she thinks about the decline of her former husband.
     
     
    ---
     
    [0:49]
    As a light dimly flickers, we see the outline of two bodies laying unconscious in the basement of Stefano's compound in Italy.
     

    Despite the darkness of the night, we begin to see Steve and Bo's faces, as they lay unconscious in a cell in the basement. 
     
    [1:39]
    Across from them, in the next cell, The Patient sits, tied to his chair.
     
    [2:15]
    He shakes, trying in vain to escape the restraints, while his eyes, forced to remain open, view a slideshow of violent images and short videos, punctuated by flashes of John Black's face.
     
    [2:29]
    We see closeups of the Patient's hand, clenched tightly, fighting the restraints, as he's tormented by the pictures being shown to him. We snap, with each beat of the music, between the images on the screen, and back to The Patient. His eye, his tied-up hand, his bound ankle, fighting to break free.
     
    [2:53]
    We cut to black, as the music continues to play hauntingly, as the hourglass appears for the closing credits to the end of the song.
     
    ---
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