WINGS. A HARRIED WAITRESS, JASMIN, IS SETTING UP THE TABLES WITH THE VARIOUS PLACE SETTINGS. IAN IS FIDDLING WITH THE SOUND SYSTEM, PLAYING SNIPPETS OF VARIOUS CD'S AND CHECKING SOUND LEVELS. EVE COMES DOWN FROM UPSTAIRS. SHE LOOKS AROUND DISGUSTEDLY AT THE CHANGES TO THE OLD "WINGS" AND THEN WALKS OVER TO ONE OF THE SET TABLES. IAN WATCHES HER CURIOUSLY FROM THE SOUND BOOTH AS HER EXPRESSION CHANGES FROM CURIOSITY TO ANNOYANCE.

JASMIN, A YOUNG WOMAN IN A LOOSELY FLOWING TIE-DYED BLOUSE AND BLACK TIGHTS, HURRIES OVER.

JASMIN: (IMPATIENT) Yes... that's how it's supposed to be. Each place setting is a complete set, but they don't match each other. Mrs. Williams told us exactly how she wants it...

EVE: Oh, Julie. (SNORTS) Of course. The frustrated interior decorator strikes again!

IAN'S EYEBROWS RAISE, BUT HE MAKES NO COMMENT. EVE HASN'T NOTICED HIM YET.

EVE: Thank you, but I'm sure you're not being paid to tender your opinions on culture or decor. And speaking of decor... Shouldn't you be in uniform, a tux or something?

JASMIN: Look, I have no idea who you are, or why I should explain anything to you, but Doug specifically told me to dress comfortably...

EVE: Comfortable? Comfortable for a flower-child-wannabe...

JASMIN: And exactly who did you say you were? Oh, you didn't, did you? Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do...

EVE: I'm Eve Donovan, and I'm Doug's... um... assistant. And you have work when I say you have work... (BEAT) Oh, get back to work...

JASMIN GLARES AT EVE OVER HER SHOULDER AS SHE HEADS BACK INTO THE KITCHEN, BRUSHING THROUGH THE DOORS WITH MORE FORCE THAN NECESSARY. EVE SCANS THE ROOM, LOOKING ASKANCE AT THE VARIOUS CULTURAL OBJETS D'ART. SHE GOES TO THE KACHINA DOLLS, AND STICKS OUT HER TONGUE AT THEM. IAN LAUGHS AND EVE JUMPS, STARTLED, GLARING AT HIM. HOLD ON EVE.

CUT TO: CARRIE'S APT./FRONT PORCH. CARRIE IS DRESSED IN A FADED PURPLE SWEATSUIT. SHE JOGS UP TO THE DOOR, BREATHING HEAVILY, OBVIOUSLY IN FROM HER DAILY JOG. REACHING THE DOOR, SHE FUMBLES IN HER POCKET FOR HER KEYS, BUT STOPS WHEN THE DOOR IS OPENED BY MADELYNE.

CARRIE: Morning, Maddy! What's up?

MADELYNE: Nothing. Illyana and I are going shopping. Wanna come with us?

CARRIE: No thanks. I'm flat broke. Maybe some other time.

MADELYNE: Sure. No problem. So when'd ya take up jogging?

CARRIE: Just a week or so ago. I'm still getting the hang of it.

MADELYNE: Don't knock yourself out, okay?

CARRIE: Don't worry!

CARRIE WAVES GOOD-BYE TO MADELYNE AND JOGS IN THE DOOR.

GO TO: CARRIE'S APT./CORRIDOR. CARRIE JOGS UP TO HER APARTMENT DOOR. THERE IS A NOTE PINNED TO THE DOOR WITH A HUNTING KNIFE. HESITATING, SHE REACHES UP AND PULLS THE NOTE OFF THE KNIFE. SHE READS IT AND CRUMPLES UP THE NOTE AND STUFFS IT IN HER POCKET.

CARRIE JOGS AWAY. HOLD ON THE KNIFE IN THE DOOR.

CUT TO: JENNIFER'S HOSPITAL ROOM. JACK IS STANDING NEXT TO JENNIFER'S BED, TACKING A PICTURE TO THE WALL.

JACK STANDS BACK AND LOOKS AT THE PICTURE. HE TURNS AND SITS DOWN NEXT TO JENNIFER. HE TAKES HER HAND.

HOLD ON JENNIFER'S FACE. FADE TO: A DREAM FANTASY. WE SEE THE OCEAN AND A TALL MASTED SAILING SHIP. WE SEE FROM THE LETTERING ON THE SHIP'S HULL THAT IT IS "THE LADY PROFIT." WE SEE A WOMAN STANDING ON THE DECK. IT IS JENNIFER, DRESSED IN HIGH VICTORIAN STYLE, CARRYING A PARASOL. THE SAILS OF THE SHIP ARE HEARD SNAPPING IN THE WIND. OUT ON JENNIFER LOOKING OUT AT THE OCEAN.

BRADY KITCHEN. SHAWN IS SEATED AT THE TABLE, READING THE NEWSPAPER. CAROLINE IS SETTING OUT THE MIXER AND A LARGE BOWL ON THE COUNTER. MARCUS, KAYLA AND STEPHANIE WALK IN THE FRONT DOOR. STEPHANIE RUNS TO CAROLINE.

CAROLINE: We sure are! See? I've got everything all ready.

STEPHANIE CLIMBS UP ON A CHAIR AND TRIES TO PULL THE FLOUR CANISTER TOWARD HER. KAYLA, LAUGHING, GOES OVER AND SETS HER ON THE FLOOR.

MARCUS: Are you sure you're up to this, Caroline?

CAROLINE: Stephanie and I are going to have a ball. We've even kicked your Pop and Max out of the house for the afternoon.

SHAWN: Yup, we've been exiled to the mall to get Max new sneakers. It's a cryin' shame. A man can't even sit in his own kitchen with his paper and relax.

MARCUS: It certainly is a shame. I had my day all planned. A round or two of golf, the new issue of Sports Illustrated... But your daughter, here, had other plans. Must be a thing with Brady women.

KAYLA: Marcus Hunter! Don't you try and weasel out of fixing up the Community Center for the benefit. You know we've been planning this for weeks.

MARCUS STARTS TO LAUGH AND PULLS KAYLA TO HIM IN A HUG.

KAYLA: (MOCK PUNCHING MARCUS) I'll get you for this.

MARCUS: Ooh, promise?

KAYLA: I'll give you promises, all right. Now before this gets out of hand, we'd better leave. (TO STEPHANIE) Give me a kiss, Stef. Be good for Grandma and Grandpa. And don't eat too many cookies. (TO CAROLINE) Thanks, Ma. We won't be too late.

CAROLINE: Stay as long as you like. Stephanie is no trouble at all.

KAYLA: (PUSHING MARCUS OUT THE DOOR) I wish I could say the same for some people I know...

THE DOOR CLOSES ON MARCUS DEFENDING HIMSELF AND KAYLA'S LAUGHTER.

SHAWN: I don't know about that.

CAROLINE: Why, whatever do you mean, Shawn? Don't you want Kayla to be happy again?

SHAWN: Sure, I do. I want all my kids to be happy. I just don't think Kayla's goin' about it in the right way.

CAROLINE: I don't understand. She's getting out again, she's found work that she loves, the Community Center is really getting into shape. What else should she be doing?

SHAWN: It's what she shouldn't be doin' that I'm concerned about.

CAROLINE: What shouldn't Kayla be doing?

SHAWN: Ah, let's just forget the whole thing. It's obvious you don't understand a thing. (BEAT) Now, where's Max? We should be gettin' a move on.

SHAWN EXITS TOWARDS THE BACK OF THE HOUSE.

CAROLINE LOOKS BACK TOWARDS THE DOOR THROUGH WHICH SHAWN JUST EXITED. HOLD ON CAROLINE'S PUZZLEMENT.

CUT TO: NURSES' STATION/LOUNGE. TOM IS SITTING AT THE TABLE, WHILE ALICE POURS SOME JUICE INTO TWO CUPS. SHE HANDS ONE CUP TO TOM.

ALICE SITS DOWN AT THE TABLE.

TOM RESTS HIS HAND ON TOP OF ALICE'S.

ALICE: Or stay off the phone for more than one minute.

TOM AND ALICE SHARE A LIGHT CHUCKLE.

TOM: It's hard to tell with head injuries. But our Jennifer Rose is strong... She's a Horton.

JULIE ENTERS THE ROOM, CARRYING A BEAUTIFUL BOUQUET OF FLOWERS.

ALICE: Why, Julie! How are you?

JULIE: I'm fine. Any word on Jennifer?

TOM: Her condition hasn't changed. She's stable.

JULIE: Oh, dear. How's Jack holding up?

ALICE: He's been pretty solid. But I can see that this waiting is wearing him down. (BEAT) Can I get you some coffee, dear?

JULIE: Oh, no thank you, Grandma. I just wanted to check in on Jennifer and leave these flowers.

ALICE: (ADMIRING THE FLOWERS) They're lovely.

TOM: How's Doug?

JULIE: Busy. He wanted to come with me, but he's running around getting his club ready for business.

TOM: I can't wait to see what he's done to it.

ALICE: And I'm looking forward to that wedding of yours!

JULIE: I've almost forgotten how much of a production it is to put a wedding together.

ALICE: I'd be happy to help.

JULIE: Thank you, Grandma. I'll let you know.

MICKEY PEEKS THROUGH THE WINDOW IN THE DOOR BEFORE ENTERING.

MICKEY: Hello, everyone.

MICKEY KISSES ALICE AND JULIE ON THE CHEEK, AND PATS TOM ON THE BACK.

ALICE: Yes, I saw him there earlier. He hardly ever leaves her side.

MICKEY: Thanks, Mom. I need to talk to him about the accident.

TOM: Not bad news, I hope.

MICKEY: It could be. I just hope it won't upset him too much.

JULIE: Uncle Mickey, I'm sure Jack knows you're doing your best.

MICKEY: Yes, but even doing the best job isn't enough when complications come up. (BEAT) Well, I'd better go talk to him. I'll see you all later.

MICKEY WALKS OUT.

TOM: Let's pray for that.

TOM REACHES FOR ALICE'S AND JULIE'S HANDS. HOLD ON TOM, ALICE, AND JULIE HOLDING HANDS WITH THEIR HEADS BOWED.

CUT TO: JENNIFER'S ROOM. JACK IS STILL SITTING NEXT TO JENNIFER AS SHE LAY STILL. IN PROGRESS.

HE TAKES HER HAND.

HOLD ON JENNIFER'S FACE. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S FANTASY. LADY JENNIFER IS ON THE DECK OF THE SHIP, THE LADY PROFIT. SHE IS JOINED BY HER FAMILY, ALL DRESSED IN GRAND VICTORIAN STYLE: DUKE THOMAS OF HORTON, THE DUCHESS ALICE, COUNT DOUGLAS OF WILLIAMS, THE COUNTESS JULIE, AND JENNIFER'S FATHER, THE EARL WILLIAM.

THOMAS: Good morning, dear Jennifer.

WILLIAM: How is my lovely daughter this morning?

HE GIVES HER A KISS.

DOUGLAS: 'Tis grand to be sailing on such a fine vessel, but I must admit that I am greatly anticipating the end of our journey.

JULIE: Yes, darling, and the building of our new home in paradise.

ALICE: I am just happy that we are all together, and that this alliance with King Leopold has brought peace to the land.

THOMAS: Yes, and this tropical island that he gave to us is quite a gesture of good faith. (BEAT) I just wish that we could have used one of our own ships to travel there. (TO WILLIAM) Son, have you checked the hold?

WILLIAM: Yes, father. Everything is there, nothing has been touched.

THOMAS: Good. All our worldly possessions are there, including the royal treasure chest.

JENNIFER: With all of the family gold and priceless jewels?

THOMAS: Yes, dear, and the sacred secret Horton donut recipe. (SOFTLY) We must be on our guard at all times. I do not trust the captain of this ship.

COUNT LAWRENCE OF ALAMANIA, THE CAPTAIN OF THE SHIP, ENTERS.

DOUGLAS: No, sir, we were just complementing the beauty of your vessel...

JULIE: And the skill of her Captain.

LAWRENCE: Oh. But of course. (MOVING CLOSE TO JENNIFER) Well, if there is anything that I can do to make your journey more pleasurable... (PUTTING HIS ARM AROUND JENNIFER'S WAIST) please do not hesitate to call on me.

LADY JENNIFER PUTS HER HAND ON COUNT LAWRENCE'S CHEST.

JENNIFER SLIDES ONE LEG BEHIND HIM AND PUSHES WITH HER HAND, CAUSING COUNT LAWRENCE TO TRIP AND FALL ON HIS BOTTOM.

LAWRENCE: (SUPPRESSING ANGER) Not at all, my lady...

FIRST MATE VIVIAN AND SECOND MATE IVAN COME RUSHING TO COUNT LAWRENCE'S AID.

VIVIAN: Captain Lawrence, are you all right?

THEY HELP HIM AWKWARDLY TO HIS FEET.

VIVIAN: Yes sir... Er, aye aye! Now, where is that slimy deck hand, Tomato Lasagna? (SHOUTING) Tomato! Tomato Lasagna! (SOTTO VOCE) Where is that miserable little creature?

LADY JENNIFER GOES TO THE RAILING TO LOOK OUT OVER THE SEA. COUNTESS JULIE AND DUCHESS ALICE JOIN HER.

JENNIFER: Nothing in particular. (BEAT) There's just something about the ocean. It has a feeling of... romance.

ALICE: Yes, it does.

DUCHESS ALICE INHALES DEEPLY.

HOLD ON LADY JENNIFER, LOOKING OUT OVER THE SEA.

CUT TO: THE GOOD SHIP SPECTATOR. NEAR THE BOW IS CAPTAIN JACKSON, DECKED OUT IN A BLACK PIRATE HAT, SHIRT WITH A RUFFLED COLLAR, VEST, KNICKERS, BLACK BOOTS, AND A SABRE ON HIS BELT.

THE HUNCHBACK VERN, FIRST MATE, SHUFFLES TO CAPTAIN JACKSON'S SIDE.

JACKSON: Take a whiff, Vern. Do you smell it?

VERN SNIFFS LOUDLY.

JACKSON: (TAKING OFF HIS HAT AND THUMPING VERN ON THE HEAD WITH IT) No, barnacle brain! I'm talking about Orange Crush! (BEAT) There is Orange Crush nearby. I must have it. Leave the gold and jewels to Blackbeard, Davy Jones, and Captain Hook. I must ship-jack every vessel I encounter until I acquire every can of Orange Crush that floats on the seven seas.

VERN SNIFFS AGAIN.

VERN TURNS AWAY FROM CAPTAIN JACKSON AND ROLLS HIS EYES.

HE MOTIONS TO THE RUFFLES ON HIS SHIRT.

CAPTAIN JACKSON MAKES A SOUR FACE.

JACKSON: (SMILING FAINTLY AND COCKING AN EYEBROW) Oh?

VERN: Absolutely...

JACKSON: (SMILING) Well, I think I like that... All right, I'll keep the puffy shirt.

CAPTAIN JACKSON LOOKS OFF INTO THE DISTANCE. HE SQUINTS.

VERN: (HANDING CAPTAIN JACKSON HIS SPYGLASS) Aye aye, sir!

CAPTAIN JACKSON LOOKS THROUGH THE SPYGLASS.

JACKSON TURNS TOWARD THE CREW.

OUT ON CAPTAIN JACKSON'S SMILE.

WINGS. DAVE IS STANDING BEHIND THE RESERVATION DESK, GOING THROUGH THE RESERVATION BOOK, WITH IAN LOOKING OVER HIS SHOULDER. EVE'S STRIDENT TONES CAN BE HEARD PAST THE DOORS TO THE KITCHEN, BERATING THE COOK. DAVE WINCES, SHAKES HIS HEAD, RAISES HIS HANDS IN SUPPLICATION AND HEADS OUT THE FRONT DOOR. IAN LAUGHS.

THIS IS FOLLOWED BY A BARRAGE OF IRATE JAPANESE. THEN WE HEAR LORENZO, THE MASTER CHEF.

EVE HURRIES OUT THE KITCHEN DOORS.

AS SHE LOOKS AROUND THE CLUB, EVE NOTICES A MAN, OBVIOUS BY HIS CLOTHING AND GRASS STAINS TO BE THE GARDENER, STANDING BY THE BAR DRINKING A GLASS OF ICE WATER AND LOOKING CURIOUSLY AT HER.

THE GARDENER LOOKS AT EVE, BUT SAYS NOTHING.

EVE IMPATIENTLY MAKES SHOOING MOTIONS WITH HER HANDS AND THE GARDENER GRINS AND NODS. EVE GLARES AT HIM, THEN TURNS TO POINTEDLY IGNORE HIM. THE GARDENER CATCHES IAN'S EYE AND GRINS MORE WIDELY, MAKING THE "CRAZY" SYMBOL AT HIS TEMPLE. IAN SMILES BACK, BUT QUICKLY MASKS IT AS EVE SEES HIM. AS EVE BUSIES HERSELF COUNTING GLASSES AT THE BAR, IAN APPROACHES.

EVE: Hmmm, I don't remember asking for your editorial comments... No, I'm sure I didn't... so scram!

IAN: Can't. I work here. We met yesterday... Doug hired me... I'm Ian Moreland, late of California...

EVE: (OBVIOUSLY NOT REMEMBERING HIM) Unless you want to be late of this place, I'd suggest you get to work...

IAN: Aw, c'mon, Eve, even the gardener gets a break... So tell me, what do you think of what Doug's done with the place?

EVE: What do I think? I think he's ruined it! It used to be this classy dining establishment... good music, great singers, such atmosphere. Now it's... it's nothing better than a dinner dive via Pier One Imports!

EVE STORMS OFF. IAN LOOKS AFTER HER CURIOUSLY. EVE PASSES DOUG AND GIVES HIM A DIRTY LOOK. DOUG WALKS UP TO IAN.

IAN: Oh, nothing I can't deal with... I've been told I'm hard to stay mad at... even if it's not me you're mad at...

DOUG: That may be just what it takes. So, how's your first day?

IAN: Great! I'm looking forward to this place filling up with people, the bands...

DOUG: It's going to be something, isn't it? And you seem to be settling in...

IAN: Oh, definitely. I think I'm going to fit in just fine...

HOLD ON IAN'S ENIGMATIC SMILE.

CUT TO: INTERROGATION ROOM, I.S.A. HEADQUARTERS, GENEVA. DANIELLE IS SEATED AT THE TABLE. JOHN ENTERS.

JOHN: Hello, Dani.

JOHN SITS DOWN.

JOHN: Yes. (BEAT) We received the results of the ballistics tests from Salem.

DANIELLE: And...?

JOHN: They didn't match. You're no longer a suspect in Carly's death.

DANIELLE SIGHS WITH RELIEF.

JOHN: Honestly?

DANIELLE: Honestly.

JOHN: No. I had a feeling that you were telling the truth all along.

DANIELLE: (SMILING) I'm glad you believed in me.

JOHN: You understand why I had the ballistics check done...

DANIELLE: I know. Captain Donovan was ready to send me to the gas chamber.

JOHN: (CHUCKLING) I doubt that. (BEAT) Shane's all right. He just doesn't know you like I do.

DANIELLE: (TAKING JOHN'S HAND) You know me better than anyone else...

JOHN: (UNCOMFORTABLY) Yes, I guess I do.

DANIELLE: John, can I ask you something?

JOHN: That would only be fair, considering all the questions I've been asking you. Shoot.

DANIELLE: Now that you have your memory back... do you still have feelings for Katerina?

JOHN: Yes. Yes, I do.

DANIELLE: (DISAPPOINTED) I see...

JOHN: I feel... deceived. I feel betrayed. I feel used.

DANIELLE: You have every right to feel those things, after what she did to you.

JOHN: And to you. You were a victim, too.

DANIELLE: Yes, I suppose so. (LONG BEAT) John, can I ask you another question?

JOHN: (SMILING) Sure.

DANIELLE: Do you still have any feelings for me?

JOHN: (HESITANTLY) Dani, I... I... Well, I care about you, but... (BEAT) I have to go.

JOHN STANDS UP.

DANIELLE: (STANDING UP) John, wait. Please don't go yet. (BEAT) Please.

JOHN STOPS. HOLD ON JOHN.

CUT TO: JENNIFER'S ROOM. JACK IS SITTING NEXT TO JENNIFER HOLDING HER HAND. ADRIENNE IS NEXT TO HIM. JUSTIN IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BED. JACK IS CONCENTRATING ON JENNIFER, STROKING HER HAND.

JACK: No, I'm not hungry, thanks.

JUSTIN: Who would be, for cafeteria food? How about I run over to the mall and get you a burger with everything on it? Or a pizza?

JACK: No. I appreciate it, but I just can't eat. You two go ahead.

ADRIENNE: Do you want to lie down for a little bit? The room next door is empty and the charge nurse said it would be all right for you to use it.

JACK: I'm not tired.

JUSTIN: Is there anything you need from the house? Fresh clothes? Diapers for Abby? Books?

JACK: No, we've got all we need.

JACK LOOKS UP FROM HIS CONTEMPLATION OF JENNIFER. HE TURNS TOWARD JUSTIN AND ADRIENNE.

ADRIENNE: It's okay, honey. We understand. If you just need us to sit here with you, then that's what we'll do.

JACK TAKES ADRIENNE'S HAND AND GIVES IT A SQUEEZE. HE LOOKS BACK TOWARDS JENNIFER.

THE DOOR OPENS AND MICKEY POKES HIS HEAD IN.

JACK: (LOOKING BACK AT JENNIFER) Well...

ADRIENNE: It's okay, Jack. Justin and I will be right here. If there's any change, any change at all, we'll come get you.

JACK: (STANDING) Okay... I'll be right outside this door.

JUSTIN: We'll take good care of her until you get back.

JACK EXITS WITH MICKEY. CLOSE IN ON JENNIFER. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S FANTASY. THE CREW OF THE SPECTATOR HAVE JUST BOARDED THE LADY PROFIT AND HAVE COUNT LAWRENCE AND HIS CREW BACKED INTO A CORNER. THE SHIPS ARE SIDE BY SIDE.

THE HORTON FAMILY IS HUDDLED TOGETHER, LOOKING SCARED AND UNSURE.

THOMAS: We'll be all right, dear, just do as they say.

JENNIFER: I'm going to find out what they want.

JULIE: Jennifer, no! You mustn't!

JENNIFER: I know what I'm doing. Trust me.

LADY JENNIFER APPROACHES CAPTAIN JACKSON.

CAPTAIN JACKSON IS QUITE TAKEN WITH LADY JENNIFER'S BEAUTY. HE BOWS TO HER.

JENNIFER: It's my family, you see. They've not much experience with pirates and are frightened.

JACKSON: I'm terribly sorry to have troubled you. But they needn't worry. Jewels and gold mean nothing to me. I'm on a quest for Orange Crush, you see. (HE MOVES CLOSER) And you? Are you frightened, as well?

JENNIFER: No. No, I'm not. (LOOKING UP INTO HIS FACE) You've got kind eyes. And I quite like your shirt.

JACKSON: (POSTURING) You like my shirt? Really?

VERN COMES STOMPING UP.

JACKSON: Men! We must away! There is no Orange Crush here!

THE SPECTATOR'S MEN GROAN. AT THE RAILING, WE SEE THAT A SLIMY MEMBER OF THE LADY PROFIT'S CREW, TOMATO LASAGNA, IS SNEAKING OVER THE SIDE AND ONTO THE GOOD SHIP SPECTATOR, UNSEEN BY THE OTHERS.

JACKSON: That's very kind of you. We accept.

DUCHESS ALICE AND COUNTESS JULIE PASS OUT DONUTS AMONG THE MEN, WHO THEN RETURN TO THE SPECTATOR. CAPTAIN JACKSON PAUSES FOR A MOMENT ON THE RAILING, LOOKING AT LADY JENNIFER. HE SWINGS OVER THE RAILING AND LANDS ON THE DECK OF THE SPECTATOR WITH A FLOURISH.

COUNT LAWRENCE SCOWLS DARKLY. LADY JENNIFER BLOWS A KISS TO CAPTAIN JACKSON. AS THE GOOD SHIP SPECTATOR SAILS AWAY, OUT ON LADY JENNIFER, LOOKING LONGINGLY TOWARDS IT.

SALEM POLICE DEPARTMENT. MORGAN IS STANDING AT THE FRONT DESK CHATTING WITH THE DESK SERGEANT WHEN CARRIE RUNS IN. SHE IS BREATHING HEAVILY, COVERED WITH SWEAT. MORGAN CROSSES OVER TO HER.

CARRIE: (PANTING) Yes... let me catch my breath...

MORGAN: You look like you've been out running for a while.

CARRIE: I have. I ran all the way down here...

MORGAN: Why don't I get you something to drink and you can sit down in the Captain's office?

CARRIE: Okay, sure.

MORGAN: You remember where that is, don't you?

CARRIE: I think so, it used to be Dad's office.

CARRIE WALKS INTO JANET'S OFFICE, STRETCHING HER LEGS AS MORGAN FILLS A PAPER CUP AT THE WATER COOLER. HE WALKS INTO THE OFFICE AND HANDS HER THE CUP.

CARRIE: I know.

MORGAN: So do you mind telling me what made you run in here like half the hounds of hell were chasing you?

CARRIE REACHES INTO HER POCKET AND HANDS MORGAN THE NOTE.

MORGAN READS THE NOTE, CONCERNED.

CARRIE: On my door. Pinned there with a knife.

MORGAN: A knife?

CARRIE: A hunting knife. A big hunting knife.

MORGAN: What'd you do with the knife?

CARRIE: I left it in the door.

MORGAN: Okay. I'll send someone over to get it and we'll check it for prints. Meanwhile, I'll keep this note as evidence. And we'll report this incident to the D.A.

CARRIE: Thanks.

MORGAN: Have you had any other problems like this?

CARRIE: Not since that guy in the alley.

MORGAN: I don't know if you're interested, but there's a local victim's assistance group. I can get their number if you like.

CARRIE: I guess it couldn't hurt.

MORGAN: In fact, let me see if the Captain has it in her rolodex...

MORGAN FLIPS THROUGH JANET'S ROLODEX AND COPIES SOME INFORMATION ONTO A SCRAP OF PAPER, WHICH HE HANDS TO CARRIE.

MORGAN: Sure. They should be able to help...

CARRIE: What about getting a restraining order against Gus?

MORGAN: I wish. But unless we can prove he's the one threatening you...

CARRIE: Yeah. And I'll bet the knife's wiped clean. No prints.

MORGAN: That's what I figure, too. But there are some things you can do for yourself.

CARRIE: Like?

MORGAN: First of all, don't go anywhere alone, especially at night. Inform your advisor at school of the situation, and circulate pictures of Gus around your classes, so your classmates can keep an eye out for him. Same for your apartment building.

CARRIE: Great. Just great. I don't do anything wrong and I have to run and hide like some little mouse!

MORGAN: Take it easy. Getting mad won't solve anything. And talk to Hanlon, he might have some ideas...

CARRIE: Yeah, I guess. I just don't want my dad to hear about this.

MORGAN: Maybe it's best if he did.

CARRIE: No. Abe called him the other night and he freaked. He was ready to fly out here right then. It took me forever to talk him out of it. The last thing I need is my dad right now.

MORGAN: And why is that?

CARRIE: I love my dad. But between his temper and the way he treats me like a little kid, he drives me crazy. Right now, having him around would just make a bad situation intolerable. I love him, but I like having several states between us.

MORGAN: Know what the trouble is?

CARRIE: What?

MORGAN: You're just like your old man. That's why you don't get along.

CARRIE: Maybe. (LOOKING AT HER WATCH) Shoot! I'm supposed to be helping Kayla decorate the Community Center!

MORGAN: Me, too. How about I give you a ride?

CARRIE: Thanks.

HOLD ON CARRIE AND MORGAN, WALKING OUT TOGETHER.

CUT TO: NURSES' STATION/LOUNGE. JACK AND MICKEY ENTER.

JACK: What kind of problems?

MICKEY: The circumstances surrounding the accident are pretty sticky, what with the car being, in effect, stolen...

JACK: Stolen, even if it was one of the kids' friends?

MICKEY: Ahhh, but the car is owned by the parents, and as the driver didn't have the owner's permission, the car is considered stolen.

JACK: And that poses a problem?

MICKEY: Well, at the very least, there'll be a lot of red tape. At worst, the drivers could turn out to be minors...

JACK: I see...

MICKEY: But we do have other options...

JACK: Such as?

MICKEY: We could file a civil suit. That would be my suggestion.

JACK: Then I'll take your advice. I just want justice for what happened... for what happened to Jennifer...

MICKEY: I'll keep current and once we get all the information, we can decide on the best course of action.

JACK: I appreciate it. I appreciate everything you've done. I've always known you didn't think too highly of me...

MICKEY: We've certainly had our share of problems in the past.

JACK: True. But you've been nothing but helpful and understanding through all this, and I'm very grateful for everything you've done for us... for Jennifer and me.

MICKEY: You probably know I was less than thrilled when you married Jennifer... But seeing you with her, seeing you with Abby... I'd have to be an idiot not to change my opinion of you. I can see you love my niece and I respect that. And you, Jack Deveraux.

JACK: Thank you, Mickey. It means a lot...

JACK HOLDS OUT HIS HAND AND MICKEY SHAKES IT. HOLD ON THE TWO.

CUT TO: JENNIFER'S ROOM. ALICE AND JO ARE SITTING BESIDE JENNIFER'S BED. IN PROGRESS.

JO: I'm sure he has. (BEAT) How are you holding up, Alice?

ALICE: Me? Oh, I'm fine, thank you for asking. But, I'm frustrated. My granddaughter is lying here, and there's nothing I can do for her. I feel so helpless.

JO: I know how you feel. I spent hours by Steve's bedside, wishing that there was something I could do for him.

ALICE: What did you do?

JO: I talked to him, assured him that everything would be all right. I told him that Kayla and Stephanie were fine, and that they loved him and wanted him to come home.

ALICE: I think that's something that Jennifer needs to hear, too.

JO: Alice, I know you're a very strong woman. I know that you can be strong for Jennifer.

ALICE: Thank you, Jo. You're right. I can, and I will. (BEAT) How is Jack doing?

JO: Well... He insists he's fine, but I'm still worried. He doesn't eat, he hardly sleeps... I'm here for him, but he barely seems to notice. Jennifer's recovery is the only thing on his mind.

HOLD ON JENNIFER'S FACE. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S FANTASY. LADY JENNIFER IS AT THE RAILING OF THE LADY PROFIT. SWOONING OVER CAPTAIN JACKSON, SHE WATCHES THE GOOD SHIP SPECTATOR FADE IN THE DISTANCE. COUNT LAWRENCE COMES UP BEHIND HER.

LADY JENNIFER SIGHS.

JENNIFER: (CRINGING, THEN POINTING TO THE WATER) Look! Is that not a great white shark coming directly towards us?

COUNT LAWRENCE LEANS OVER THE RAILING, STRAINING TO SEE.

LADY JENNIFER GIVES COUNT LAWRENCE A SHOVE AND HE FALLS OVER THE RAILING. HE MANAGES TO GRAB HOLD WITH ONE HAND AND HANGS THERE. LADY JENNIFER RUSHES OFF.

LAWRENCE: (SHOUTING) Vivian! Ivan! Help me!

MATES VIVIAN AND IVAN RUSH TO THE RAILING AND PULL COUNT LAWRENCE UP.

HOLD ON COUNT LAWRENCE.

CUT TO: THE GOOD SHIP SPECTATOR. CAPTAIN JACKSON IS ON DECK, LOOKING OUT OVER THE SEA.

ONE OF THE CREW, RICHARD, COMES ON DECK, DRAGGING TOMATO LASAGNA, IN SHACKLES, BEHIND HIM.

JACKSON: Ahhh, good work. You're a good man, Richard Hunt. (LOOKING AT TOMATO) So, who... or what... is this pathetic little worm?

RICHARD: I know not for certain. (HANDING SOME PIECES OF PAPER TO CAPTAIN JACKSON) He had these with him.

JACKSON: (TAKING THE PAPERS AND READING OVER THEM) Hmmm... Scene 3C... by Tomato Lasagna. (LAUGHING) Tomato? Your name is Tomato?

TOMATO LASAGNA HACKS AND SPITS.

JACKSON: (POINTING TO THE PAPER) It says "Tomato" right here...

TOMATO: To-mah-to! (SNORTS AND WHEEZES)

JACKSON: I say To-may-to, you say To-mah-to... (READING SOME MORE OF THE PAPERS) Hey... Wait just a damn minute here! (BEAT) You're trying to rewrite this scene!

CAPTAIN JACKSON LOOKS ANGRILY AT TOMATO, WHO COWERS.

TOMATO CRINGES AND WIPES SOME DROOL OFF OF HIS CHIN.

TOMATO: It's To-mah-to!

JACKSON: Whatever...

TOMATO: You just wait! I know of another pirate, Dallas Reek, who is more alluring than you (LEERING) and can wear that puffy shirt much better! (DROOL RUNS DOWN HIS CHIN AS HE CACKLES HIDEOUSLY)

JACKSON: (SNEERING) That empty-headed pretty boy? I think not! He cannot even read a letter when he holds it in his hands, much less deliver lines from memory with style and grace. (TURNING TO RICHARD) Richard, read the charges.

RICHARD: Captain, Tomato Lasagna has been charged with rewriting history; destroying characters at his own evil whim; treating intelligent, accomplished, creative actors poorly; and promoting talentless zombies. There is a substantial reward for him. Perhaps we should take him to the mainland and turn him over to the authorities.

JACKSON: (SMILING) No, I think not. Out here, on the open sea, I am the authority. If we turn him over to those land lubbers, there is a chance that he will go free. (BEAT) No, justice will be served this day. This... thing is going to walk the plank, to be devoured by sharks! (BEAT) If any of them will eat him...

RICHARD AND TWO OTHER CREW MEMBERS TAKE TOMATO TO THE PLANK. HE STANDS, COUGHING AND WHEEZING, HACKING AND SPITTING, REFUSING TO WALK. CAPTAIN JACKSON WALKS UP TO HIM, DRAWING HIS SABRE.

CAPTAIN JACKSON JABS AT TOMATO WITH HIS SABRE.

JACKSON: Dream on, you pitiful fool.

TOMATO WALKS OFF THE END OF THE PLANK AND PLUNGES INTO THE WATER. SEVERAL SHARKS CIRCLE, AND TOMATO'S HIDEOUS SCREAMS CAN BE HEARD AS THEY REND HIM LIMB FROM LIMB.

THE CREW MEMBERS CHEER. CAPTAIN JACKSON THROWS TOMATO'S SCRIPT OVERBOARD.

SATISFIED THAT THE EVIL TOMATO LASAGNA IS DEAD, CAPTAIN JACKSON WALKS SLOWLY TO THE STARBOARD SIDE.

CAPTAIN JACKSON HEARS A FAMILIAR VOICE BEHIND HIM.

CAPTAIN JACKSON TURNS, SURPRISED. HE SEARCHES FOR THE SOURCE OF THE VOICE, BUT THERE IS NO ONE NEARBY.

VERN: (SHUFFLING UP TO CAPTAIN JACKSON) Aye, captain?

JACKSON: Vern, someone was just behind me, talking to me. Did you see who it was?

VERN: I saw a man behind you, but I did not recognize him. I'm sorry, Captain.

JACKSON: Worry not, Vern.

VERN: Oh! There was one thing...

JACKSON: What is it?

VERN: He was wearing an eye patch.

JACKSON: (KNOWING SMILE) Yes, I know what I have to do. (BEAT) Change course, men!

CAPTAIN JACKSON POINTS TO THE LADY PROFIT, BARELY VISIBLE IN THE DISTANCE.

OUT ON CAPTAIN JACKSON.

COMMUNITY CENTER. THERE ARE SEVERAL FOLDING TABLES PUSHED TOGETHER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM, COVERED WITH HAMMERS, NAILS, PAINTBRUSHES, CREPE PAPER, ETC. MARCUS, CANDIS AND KAYLA ARE EYEING THIS PILE DOUBTFULLY.

CANDIS: Yup. Local merchants trying to help out.

KAYLA: Oh. (PICKING UP A BEDRAGGLED LOOKING EASTER EGG DYE KIT) My... They certainly meant well.

CANDIS: Honey, my motto is "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth."

KAYLA: Okay. (TAKING A DEEP BREATH) Okay. Where should we start?

MARCUS: Painting. We should probably paint first.

KAYLA: Good enough. (TURNING A CAN OF PAINT SO SHE CAN READ THE LABEL) Let's see what we've got. Puce. What color is that?

CANDIS: You don't want to know. Try again.

KAYLA: (TURNING ANOTHER ONE) Grenadine.

MARCUS: I don't think I'd trust it.

KAYLA TURNS ANOTHER CAN OF PAINT AND LOOKS AT THE LABEL.

KAYLA: I'm afraid not. Black.

CANDIS: Oh. I think there's some more in back. Let's check.

KAYLA: Let's.

THE THREE OF THEM WALK INTO THE BACK ROOM AS CARRIE AND MORGAN WALK IN THE FRONT DOOR.

MORGAN: Honey?

CARRIE: They must be here somewhere.

THEY HEAR A LOUD THUD FROM THE BACK ROOM.

MARCUS EMERGES FROM THE BACK ROOM LOADED WITH PAINT CANS.

MORGAN: Marcus.

MARCUS: I've been informed that it's my male duty to carry this heavy stuff. So, since you're also a man, you can get yourself back there and start bringing out paint cans.

MORGAN: Well, you see, I have this bad back, and I'm not supposed to do any heavy lifting...

CANDIS WALKS OUT, CARRYING TWO PAINT CANS.

MORGAN: Yes, ma'am.

MORGAN ROLLS HIS EYES. EVERYONE LAUGHS AS MORGAN HEADS TOWARD THE BACK. HOLD ON MORGAN.

CUT TO: INTERROGATION ROOM, I.S.A. HEADQUARTERS, GENEVA. JOHN IS ABOUT TO EXIT, BUT DANIELLE STOPS HIM. IN PROGRESS.

JOHN: Dani, I have to...

DANIELLE: Please, John. Stay. Stay and give me another chance... Give us another chance.

JOHN: It's not that simple...

DANIELLE: (INTERRUPTING) I know that if we tried to start over again, we could recapture what we once had. Oh, John, please...

JOHN: Dani, sit down.

JOHN AND DANIELLE SIT.

DANIELLE: You see? You're remembering how much we loved each other...

JOHN: Yes, but remembering it, and actually feeling that way again, are two different things.

DANIELLE: What are you saying?

JOHN: What I'm saying is this: I remember how happy we were, and how very much in love we were. And I still care about you, very deeply...

DANIELLE: But...?

JOHN: But I can't tell you that I love you the way I did then. So much has changed. We've changed. We're not the same two people...

DANIELLE: Maybe not, but my feelings for you never changed.

JOHN: I believe that. (BEAT) I'm sorry, Dani. Try to understand. I went from being John Stevens, to the Pawn, to Roman Brady, to Forrest Alamain... I'm just trying to deal with who I am. I can't even think about dealing with a serious relationship with someone else.

DANIELLE: I understand how hard it must be for you...

JOHN: I lost my identity, my memory, my entire life. I had to move on, and I did. I made a new life for myself. I have a home, now. I have a son.

DANIELLE: I know. (BEAT) So you've decided to leave the past behind?

JOHN: Something like that. I'm not going to forget it, if that's what you mean. I've worked too hard to find it.

DANIELLE: But there's no going back for us?

JOHN: (SIGHS) I don't know. Things will never be the same as they were. I've changed too much...

DANIELLE BEGINS TO CRY.

JOHN REACHES OVER AND WIPES DANIELLE'S TEARS AWAY.

DANIELLE TRIES TO SMILE.

DANIELLE: I'll be waiting... I won't be able to do much else. I may be incarcerated for a while.

JOHN: I've been too wrapped up in my search, I never took the time to ask. What are you being charged with?

DANIELLE: It's a relatively minor burglary charge.

JOHN: (SMILING) For you, that could be major.

DANIELLE: (TRYING NOT TO SMILE) Stop... that's not funny. (BEAT) It really is minor.

JOHN: Then why are you worried about serving time?

DANIELLE: No one has ever been able to connect me to Romulus, so far...

JOHN: I see... You're afraid they might, this time?

DANIELLE: There's always that risk. (BEAT) It's not me I'm worried about... It's mother.

JOHN: What about her?

DANIELLE: If I'm in prison, there won't be anyone to pay her medical bills...

JOHN: Don't worry about it. I'll take care of that.

DANIELLE: No, John, I couldn't ask you to do that...

JOHN: You didn't ask. I offered. And you're hardly in a position to refuse.

DANIELLE: I guess you're right.

JOHN: Besides, she is my ex-mother-in-law. That's kind of like family.

DANIELLE: (TAKING JOHN'S HAND) How can I ever thank you?

JOHN: No need. You've helped me get my life back. I'm the one who's in your debt.

DANIELLE: I think this makes us even.

THEY STAND UP.

DANIELLE: (EMBRACING HIM) I will. I have something to look forward to, now.

JOHN: I'll be in touch. I promise.

DANIELLE: I hate saying good-bye.

JOHN: Don't...

JOHN PULLS BACK TO LOOK INTO DANIELLE'S EYES.

THEY SHARE A BRIEF KISS, AND THEN EMBRACE AGAIN. TEARS STREAM DOWN DANIELLE'S FACE, BUT SHE IS SMILING. HOLD ON DANIELLE.

CUT TO: JENNIFER'S ROOM. A NURSE IS TENDING TO JENNIFER, MONITORING HER VITAL STATISTICS. HOLD ON JENNIFER'S FACE. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S FANTASY. AS THE LADY PROFIT DOCKS AT THE ISLAND, LADY JENNIFER AND HER FAMILY LOOK TOWARDS IT WITH ANTICIPATION.

THOMAS: Yes my dear. I can hardly wait to start our lives anew. Our very own paradise!

COUNT LAWRENCE WALKS UP ON THE DECK.

EARL WILLIAM AND COUNT DOUGLAS BEGIN TO LIFT THE TREASURE CHEST.

IVAN AND VIVIAN RUN UP TO THE CHEST. EARL WILLIAM AND COUNT DOUGLAS PUT IT BACK DOWN AND HELP THE LADIES WITH THEIR BAGS. MEANWHILE, LADY JENNIFER STANDS ON THE BEACH, STARING OFF INTO THE SEA. COUNTESS JULIE WALKS DOWN FROM THE SHIP AND STANDS NEXT TO HER.

JENNIFER: I think perhaps I have...

BY NOW, THE ENTIRE CREW, ALONG WITH LADY JENNIFER'S FAMILY, HAS GOTTEN OFF THE SHIP.

COUNT LAWRENCE LEADS THE GROUP TO A SMALL VILLAGE NEAR THE CENTER OF THE ISLAND. OTHER VILLAGERS ARE MILLING AROUND THE VILLAGE SQUARE, WHERE THE GROUP STOPS.

THOMAS: Apparently, we've been hoodwinked. (POINTING) Who's that?

AN OLDER MAN, DRESSED COMPLETELY IN BLACK, WITH A BLACK CAPE, GREETS THE GROUP. COUNT LAWRENCE WALKS UP TO HIM, REMOVES HIS HAT, AND BOWS. HE TURNS TOWARDS THE GROUP.

EVERYONE GASPS. LADY JENNIFER WALKS UP TO LORD VICTOR.

JULIE: And why are all these other people here? I thought this was our private island.

LORD VICTOR TURNS TOWARDS COUNTESS JULIE AND SMILES.

LORD VICTOR TAKES COUNTESS JULIE'S HAND AND KISSES IT. COUNTESS JULIE IS SURPRISED, BUT SMILES AT THE FLATTERY.

VICTOR: I am pleased to make your acquaintance.

LORD VICTOR CONTINUES TO HOLD COUNTESS JULIE'S HAND. COUNT DOUGLAS PULLS COUNTESS JULIE AWAY.

LORD VICTOR WATCHES COUNTESS JULIE AS SHE WALKS AWAY WITH COUNT DOUGLAS. LADY JENNIFER TAPS LORD VICTOR ON HIS SHOULDER. HE TURNS TOWARDS HER.

VICTOR: Ah, yes. Didn't you people read all the fine print in the brochure?

WILLIAM: What fine print?

HE OPENS UP HIS BROCHURE AND SEARCHES THROUGH IT.

EARL WILLIAM HANDS THE BROCHURE TO LORD VICTOR.

LADY JENNIFER LOOKS OVER LORD VICTOR'S SHOULDER.

VICTOR: No, if you looked at it with an electron microscope, you would see it stated that this island is already inhabited, except for your own private hut, and is run by a dictator. Me. Sorry, no refunds.

THOMAS: I thought this was an autonomous democracy!

VICTOR: 'Tis not! I am Victor, dictator of this island, and Lord of the village Salem.

THOMAS: Well, who made you dictator?

VICTOR: The inhabitants.

JENNIFER: I didn't vote for you. And don't you start in on a lady from the lake wielding a sword your way.

COUNT LAWRENCE WALKS UP TO LADY JENNIFER AND PLACES HIS ARM AROUND HER SHOULDERS.

LADY JENNIFER MAKES A FACE AT COUNT LAWRENCE. ONE OF THE VILLAGERS, DAWN, WALKS INTO THE SQUARE AND APPROACHES COUNT LAWRENCE.

DAWN STOPS WHEN SHE SEES COUNT LAWRENCE'S ARM AROUND LADY JENNIFER.

LADY JENNIFER SHRUGS OFF COUNT LAWRENCE'S ARM AND GOES TO STAND NEXT TO HER FAMILY.

DAWN: Hrmph!

DAWN TURNS UP HER NOSE AND WALKS AWAY.

A YOUNG MAN, WEARING ONLY ONE SHOE, ENTERS THE SQUARE.

BEAUREGARD: Shoe?! (LOOKS DOWN AT HIS FOOT) Oh, that! I, um, I lost my drinking glass, and used my shoe instead. I'm letting it dry out now.

VICTOR: Well, try to remember where you place things from now on. Now, help these people with their bags!

BEAUREGARD: Yes, father!

BEAUREGARD PILES ALL OF THE BAGS ON TOP OF HIMSELF AND WALKS OFF. THE REST FOLLOW, EXCEPT FOR DUCHESS ALICE AND LADY JENNIFER.

JENNIFER: You mean besides the fact that we were lied to about the island?

ALICE: Yes. Look around. Nobody seems happy here. It's a beautiful place, but everyone looks so depressed.

JENNIFER: You're right. Well, if I had to obey someone like Lord Victor or that dreadful Count Lawrence, I'd be pretty depressed myself.

ALICE: I'm going to have a look around. Why don't you join the others and cover for me? I'll be right back.

DUCHESS ALICE WALKS TOWARDS THE JUNGLE.

GO TO: THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ISLAND. CAPTAIN JACKSON AND HIS CREW HAVE SECRETLY LANDED THE GOOD SHIP SPECTATOR. THEY ARE ABOUT TO INVESTIGATE.

ONE OF THE BUSHES BEGINS TO STIR.

DUCHESS ALICE WALKS OUT OF THE BUSHES. CAPTAIN JACKSON IS SURPRISED TO SEE HER.

JACKSON: Ah, you're the kind lady who gave my crew all those delicious donuts!

ALICE: Yes, and there's more for you if you agree to help me.

JACKSON: And why should we help you?

ALICE: There is something terribly wrong with this island. The village is run by horrible men. My family...

JACKSON: Your family!? Is the Lady Jennifer among them?

ALICE: Why, yes she is.

JACKSON: Well, then. That does it. (TURNING TO HIS CREW) Men! Prepare to investigate the village!

VERN WALKS UP AND WHISPERS INTO CAPTAIN JACKSON'S EAR.

ALICE: And what might that be?

JACKSON: Why, Orange Crush, of course.

ALICE: It's yours. You can have all that you want. Enough to turn your tongues orange permanently!

JACKSON: Fine! Lead the way, my lady.

OUT ON DUCHESS ALICE LEADING CAPTAIN JACKSON AND HIS CREW TOWARDS THE VILLAGE.

DONOVAN LIVING ROOM. THE FRONT DOOR OPENS AND EVE WALKS IN. SHE LOOKS AROUND, SMILING.

EVE WALKS INTO THE KITCHEN.

GO TO: DONOVAN KITCHEN. EVE OPENS THE REFRIGERATOR. WE SEE IT IS STUFFED FULL OF FROZEN DINNERS. SHE PULLS OUT ONE AND PUTS IT IN THE MICROWAVE AND SITS DOWN AT THE TABLE, TAKING OFF HER SHOES AND MASSAGING HER FEET.

EVE LEANS BACK, RELAXING, AND JUMPS WHEN THE MICROWAVE BEEPS AT HER.

LAUGHING TO HERSELF, SHE GETS THE STEAMING TRAY OUT OF THE MICROWAVE AND PEELS BACK THE CARDBOARD TOP. AS SHE BEGINS EATING, THERE IS THE SCRAPE OF A BRANCH OUTSIDE. EVE JUMPS.

EVE PICKS UP HER DINNER AND TAKES IT OUT TO THE LIVING ROOM.

GO TO: DONOVAN LIVING ROOM. EVE FLIPS THE LIGHT SWITCH AND THE BULB BLOWS UP WITH AN EXPLOSIVE NOISE. EVE JUMPS AND HER FOOD SPILLS EVERYWHERE.

CHUCKLING AT HER OWN JOKE, EVE SCRAPES THE FOOD OFF THE CARPET AND TOSSES IT INTO A NEARBY TRASH CAN.

EVE CURLS UP ON THE SOFA AND FLIPS THROUGH A MAGAZINE. THE WIND HOWLS OUTSIDE AND THE LAMP NEXT TO HER FLICKERS. SHE STARES IT DOWN.

THERE IS A SOUND AS SOMETHING HITS THE FRENCH DOORS. EVE JUMPS, RUNNING A NERVOUS HAND THROUGH HER HAIR.

THE WIND HOWLS AND THERE IS A CREAK FROM THE HALLWAY.

EVE BACKS AROUND THE SOFA, PICKING UP A FIREPLACE POKER. THERE IS ANOTHER CREAK, THIS TIME FROM THE KITCHEN.

THERE IS ANOTHER LOUD CREAK AND EVE RUNS UPSTAIRS, TRIPPING ON THE WAY. A FEW MOMENTS LATER SHE REAPPEARS, CARRYING A NYLON DUFFEL BAG THAT IS UNZIPPED, SOME CLOTHES POKING OUT OF IT.

HOLD ON EVE AS SHE RUNS QUICKLY OUT OF THE FRONT DOOR.

CUT TO: COMMUNITY CENTER. THERE IS A LARGER CROWD WORKING NOW, INCLUDING ABE, LEXIE, CARRIE, MORGAN, KAYLA, MARCUS, JANET, JOE, FRED, BOB, AND SEVERAL OTHER PEOPLE. EVERYONE LOOKS UP AS THE DOOR OPENS. JONAH ENTERS. EVERYONE GOES BACK TO WORK EXCEPT CARRIE AND LEXIE.

JONAH: Course, I did. Who'd want to miss out on a party like this?

LEXIE: And we know you'd never miss a party.

JONAH: Excuse me?

LEXIE: Just what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working?

JONAH: It's my day off!

LEXIE: Well, then, don't you have some studying to do?

JONAH: I'm taking a break.

LEXIE: Uh huh.

CARRIE INTERVENES AS LEXIE AND JONAH GLARE AT EACH OTHER. SHE GRABS JONAH AND PULLS HIM ASIDE.

JONAH: She started it.

CARRIE: Okay, okay...

JONAH: Sorry. Really. Lexie's just on my last nerve. Every time I move, it's like she's there, waiting to pounce on me, waiting for me to screw up. But hey, that's life. Did you wanna talk about something?

CARRIE: Only if you promise not to bite my head off.

JONAH: Just this once.

CARRIE: Okay. This morning, when I got back from running...

JONAH: Running? When'd you start running?

CARRIE: About a week ago. Can I go on?

JONAH: Please. I'm totally fascinated so far.

CARRIE: Puh-leeze. Anyhow, I got back from running, and there was this note on my door.

JONAH: (RECOILING IN MOCK HORROR) A note! A mysterious note!

CARRIE: It was attached with a very big hunting knife.

JONAH: God. Who was it from?

CARRIE: You have to ask?

JONAH: Carrie, are you sure you want to testify against this guy? I mean, first you're attacked, now this?

CARRIE: Absolutely. This convinced me that I'm doing the right thing.

JONAH: If you're sure. But things could get dangerous...

CARRIE: I think I showed them that I can take care of myself.

JONAH: You got that right. Well, whatever you decide, you know you can count on me.

CARRIE: Thanks, Jonah. You're a real bud.

JONAH: Yeah, well, what are friends for?

CARRIE: We better get to work before Kayla fires us!

JONAH: Or sics Lexie on me...

CARRIE: Jonah...

HOLD ON THE TWO OF THEM AS THEY JOIN THE CROWD AT WORK.

CUT TO: JENNIFER'S ROOM/CORRIDOR. JACK IS ONCE AGAIN BY JENNIFER'S SIDE. IN PROGRESS.

JACK TAKES JENNIFER'S HAND AND KISSES IT.

JACK TURNS TO LOOK AT THE DOOR, AND NOTICES LAWRENCE PEERING IN THE SMALL WINDOW.

JACK CAREFULLY PLACES JENNIFER'S HAND AT HER SIDE, STANDS UP, AND WALKS TO THE DOOR. LAWRENCE STARTS TO WALK AWAY AS JACK EXITS JENNIFER'S ROOM.

LAWRENCE: (TURNING) Yes?

JACK: Just what the hell do you think you're doing, slinking around my wife's room like that?

LAWRENCE: I just stopped by to see how Jennifer was doing...

JACK: Right... And I'm the Captain of a pirate ship.

LAWRENCE: I don't really care what you do in your spare time...

JACK: (INTERRUPTING) I'm warning you... (POINTING A FINGER AT LAWRENCE) Stay the hell away from my wife.

LAWRENCE SAYS NOTHING, BUT GRINS SLIGHTLY. GO TO: JENNIFER. HOLD ON JENNIFER'S FACE. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S FANTASY. DUCHESS ALICE HAS LED CAPTAIN JACKSON AND HIS CREW TO THE VILLAGE OF SALEM.

JACKSON: Thank you, Duchess. In the meantime, my men and I will have a look around. (TO HIS CREW) Disperse, men, and be on the lookout for anything suspicious!

AS CAPTAIN JACKSON STANDS IN THE VILLAGE SQUARE, HE IS MET BY THE VILLAGE PHYSICIAN, DOCTOR MARCUS, AND HIS ASSISTANT, THE LADY KAYLA.

MARCUS: Hello, and who might you be, sir?

JACKSON: I am Captain Jackson, of the good ship Spectator! I have come at the bidding of Duchess Alice of Horton, to drive the bad element from this village.

KAYLA: Thank you, Captain, for coming to our aid. We have been trapped here for many months...

MARCUS: The evil Lord Victor promised us great wealth and happiness if we would come to this island to tend to the people's medical needs.

JACKSON: And...?

KAYLA: It was all a lie. Victor is an evil dictator, stealing from the people to contribute to his own wealth. We have been unable to leave because he stole all of our money and valuables.

MARCUS: And if anyone should resist his will, he calls upon the dastardly Count Lawrence to enforce his laws.

JACKSON: Ahhh, Lawrence... It is all becoming clear. Tell me Doctor Marcus, where might I find Lord Victor this afternoon?

MARCUS: He spends his days in yonder tower. (POINTING)

JACKSON: I will go hither, and have a word or two with him.

MARCUS: And I shall accompany you.

KAYLA: Be careful...

CAPTAIN JACKSON AND DOCTOR MARCUS WALK THROUGH THE VILLAGE SQUARE. CAPTAIN JACKSON TURNS HIS HEAD TO SEE GILLIGAN RUNNING INTO THE TREES, FOLLOWED BY THE SKIPPER.

SKIPPER: (HUFFING AND PUFFING) Gilligan! Come back, little buddy!

JACKSON: (CURIOUS) What are they doing here?

MARCUS: I have no idea.

JACKSON: This is certainly a strange fantasy...

CAPTAIN JACKSON AND DOCTOR MARCUS ARRIVE AT THE TOWER, WHERE MOST OF THE VILLAGERS HAVE GATHERED. CAPTAIN JACKSON WALKS UP AND DRAWS HIS SABRE. HE LOOKS TOWARDS THE TOWER, WHICH IS SURROUNDED BY A LARGE MOAT.

THERE IS SILENCE.

THE DOOR TO THE TOWER OPENS, THE DRAWBRIDGE LOWERS, AND LORD VICTOR EMERGES. PRINCE BEAUREGARD IS ON HIS RIGHT, COUNT LAWRENCE IS ON HIS LEFT.

JACKSON: I am Captain Jackson of the good ship Spectator, and I have come to free these people from the oppression of your rule.

VICTOR: Is that so?

JACKSON: Yes. I know that you have been working with King Leopold of Alamania to lure unsuspecting people here, promising them paradise, only to steal all of their money and valuables, turning them into your servants!

VICTOR: You have no proof!

JACKSON: Earl William, would you kindly open the Horton treasure chest?

WILLIAM: Certainly...

EARL WILLIAM OPENS THE TREASURE CHEST AND GASPS.

JACKSON: I rest my case...

VICTOR: So, you figured out my scheme...

PRINCE BEAUREGARD STEPS AWAY FROM LORD VICTOR.

VICTOR: Of course it is true! How do you think I was able to provide everything for you?

BEAUREGARD: I cannot align myself with a man who practices such cruelty, be he my father or no. Captain Jackson, if you would allow me, I will stand with you!

JACKSON: Certainly. Victor, you are not worthy to rule this island... Surrender your authority, or prepare yourself for battle!

VICTOR: So be it...

LORD VICTOR WHISTLES, AND SEVERAL GUARDS POUR OUT OF THE TOWER.

CAPTAIN JACKSON WHISTLES, AND HIS MEN APPEAR OUT OF THE ALLEYWAYS.

VICTOR: Never... (SHOUTING TO HIS MEN) Attack!

LORD VICTOR'S GUARDS AND THE SPECTATOR CREW CLASH, SWORDS AND KNIVES SWINGING. THE VILLAGERS JOIN IN, HELPING THE SPECTATOR CREW. LORD VICTOR RETREATS INTO THE TOWER, FOLLOWED CLOSELY BY COUNT DOUGLAS.

DAWN FURIOUSLY ATTACKS LADY JENNIFER, BUT LADY JENNIFER IS TOO CLEVER, AND SOON HAS FORCED DAWN TO THE GROUND. SHE GRABS SOME ROPE, AND QUICKLY TIES DAWN'S HANDS AND FEET.

JENNIFER: Yeah, whatever...

ELSEWHERE, PRINCE BEAUREGARD PREPARES TO DUEL WITH COUNT LAWRENCE. CAPTAIN JACKSON STEPS IN.

BEAUREGARD: (DISAPPOINTED) Awww... Please? I have always hated this guy...

JACKSON: But I have a score to settle with him.

LAWRENCE: Would you two hurry up and decide?

JACKSON: (POINTING HIS SABRE AT COUNT LAWRENCE) Lawrence, thou art a villain. Prepare to meet your Maker.

SUDDENLY, THE CLASH OF SWORDS IS HEARD AT THE TOP OF THE TOWER. COUNT DOUGLAS DEFEATS LORD VICTOR AND SENDS HIM FLYING OFF THE TOWER, INTO THE MOAT.

LAWRENCE: Never!

CAPTAIN JACKSON AND COUNT LAWRENCE BEGIN THEIR DUEL. CAPTAIN JACKSON STARTS TO OVERPOWER COUNT LAWRENCE, WHO RUNS INTO THE TOWER. CAPTAIN JACKSON FOLLOWS. THREE OF LORD VICTOR'S GUARDS FOLLOW CAPTAIN JACKSON, AS LADY JENNIFER OBSERVES.

LADY JENNIFER RUSHES INTO THE TOWER.

GO TO: THE TOP OF THE TOWER. CAPTAIN JACKSON AND COUNT LAWRENCE ARE DUELING. CAPTAIN JACKSON DISARMS COUNT LAWRENCE. AS COUNT LAWRENCE TRIES TO BACK AWAY, HE FALLS OVER THE EDGE, LANDING IN THE MOAT, NEXT TO LORD VICTOR.

THE THREE GUARDS RUSH UP BEHIND CAPTAIN JACKSON. LADY JENNIFER APPEARS AND CALLS TO CAPTAIN JACKSON.

CAPTAIN JACKSON JUMPS OUT OF THE WAY. ONE OF THE GUARDS GOES FLYING OVER THE EDGE INTO THE MOAT. CAPTAIN JACKSON ENGAGES ONE OF THE REMAINING GUARDS IN BATTLE. LADY JENNIFER PICKS UP COUNT LAWRENCE'S SWORD AND JABS THE OTHER GUARD IN THE REAR. HE LOSES HIS BALANCE AND ALSO FALLS OVER THE EDGE. CAPTAIN JACKSON DEFEATS THE LAST GUARD AND SENDS HIM FLYING. LADY JENNIFER RUSHES TO CAPTAIN JACKSON'S SIDE.

JACKSON: My heroine! Thank you for saving me.

JENNIFER: Thank you for saving me. Me, my family, the whole village...

CAPTAIN JACKSON AND LADY JENNIFER EMBRACE. OUT ON THEIR EMBRACE.

COMMUNITY CENTER. KAYLA, MARCUS, CANDIS, MORGAN, ABE, AND LEXIE ARE STILL WORKING. THE COMMUNITY CENTER IS STARTING TO LOOK MUCH BETTER. EVERYONE IS SITTING ON THE FLOOR WITH DRINKS, TAKING A BREATHER.

CANDIS: Are you saying I run a shabby establishment?

MORGAN ROLLS HIS EYES AS EVERYONE LAUGHS.

MARCUS: This is like the good old days, isn't it? Everybody pitching in, helping the community.

LEXIE: A benefit like this is just what we need to pull the community together and make people realize how important this place is.

KAYLA: And we'll get the funding we need to keep it going.

ABE: How many people do you think will attend, Kay?

KAYLA: The invitation only went out the day before yesterday, and I've already heard back from a lot of people... some of them very affluent. I think we can fill all the seats.

MORGAN: Well, I don't know about anybody else, but if these old bones sit much longer, they're going to be frozen in this position.

CANDIS: How about your old bones and I go and start bringing in the chairs?

ABE: And Lexie and I will start setting up the tables.

EVERYONE STANDS UP AND BRUSHES THEMSELVES OFF. CANDIS AND MORGAN EXIT OUT THE SIDE DOOR WHILE ABE AND LEXIE GO TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM WHERE TABLES ARE STACKED AGAINST THE WALL.

LEXIE: I was just thinking about Carrie. I'm worried about her.

ABE: Yeah, me too. I know she's mad at me for calling Roman, but I really thought he should know about everything that's going on.

LEXIE: She understands that, I'm sure. She's just trying to be independent and find her own way.

ABE: I'd say she's a good way along that road. I still can't believe she broke that guy's nose.

LEXIE: Me, neither. A lot of girls her age would be hysterical, huddled under the covers, but not Carrie. Not only did she fight off the guy, but she's gone back to classes and is helping out with the benefit.

ABE: I have a feeling we're worrying for nothing.

GO TO: KAYLA AND MARCUS, WHO ARE HANGING TWISTED CREPE PAPER AROUND ALL THE WINDOW FRAMES.

KAYLA: Yes, it has. I never thought cleaning and manual labor would be fun, but with you here, they are.

MARCUS: So, what do you think? Gonna keep me around for laughs?

KAYLA: What if I said yes?

MARCUS TAKES KAYLA'S HAND.

KAYLA: I still want to take things slowly... Okay?

MARCUS: I do, too. This feels too good to rush.

HOLD ON KAYLA'S SMILE.

CUT TO: NURSES' STATION/LOUNGE. MAGGIE AND ALICE ARE TALKING QUIETLY WHEN TOM COMES BACK.

TOM: They were... Nothing conclusive, I'm afraid. It appears Jennifer is experiencing some heightened brain activity, but that doesn't necessarily mean she's coming out of the coma.

MAGGIE: But it's a good sign, isn't it?

TOM: Well, it's not a bad sign... not quite the good news I'd hoped for, but it is something...

MICKEY JOINS THE GROUP, CARRYING SEVERAL CANS OF ORANGE CRUSH.

ALICE: It's fine, Mickey dear. Here, you hold mine a minute, darling, while I take this in to Jack.

ALICE WALKS OUT THE DOOR.

TOM: I was telling Alice and Maggie, Jennifer has some increased brain activity, but it's not conclusive at this point.

MICKEY: Damn! I was hoping for some better news...

PAST THE TRIO, WE SEE CARRIE GET OFF THE ELEVATOR AND APPROACH THE GROUP.

CARRIE: Okay... how's Jennifer?

TOM: A minor change in her brain activity, but it may not mean anything. She's stable in all other respects...

CARRIE: Well, maybe the minor change will turn out to be a major one, and she'll wake up.

MICKEY: That's what we're all hoping.

CARRIE: I hate to interrupt you, Mickey, but could I talk to you for a minute?

MICKEY: Sure, Carrie... let's go into the lounge. We can talk there, if it's empty.

MICKEY AND CARRIE GO TO THE LOUNGE. A NURSE IS THERE, JUST FINISHING LUNCH. MICKEY DRINKS HIS ORANGE CRUSH AND CARRIE GETS A GLASS OF JUICE AS THE NURSE LEAVES. THEY SIT DOWN.

MICKEY: Well, you've met with Hanlon, right?

CARRIE: I did. He was really helpful, but as I was leaving from talking to him, this guy grabbed me in the alley and threatened me if I testify against Gus.

MICKEY: Did he hurt you? Are you okay?

CARRIE: He didn't get a chance to hurt me, 'cause I broke his nose and maybe his foot before he got the chance.

MICKEY: 'Atta girl!

CARRIE: Yeah, those self-defense classes Dad made me take sure came in handy. Anyway, this morning I came back to my apartment from running, and found a threatening note... It had been stuck to my door with a big hunting knife.

MICKEY: Sounds like this guy means business. Did you report that?

CARRIE: Sure did. And I'm going ahead with my testimony at the trial. Gus can't keep getting away with this.

MICKEY: Well, you are one tough young lady, that's for sure. I'll bet Roman and Marlena are proud of you... I know I am.

CARRIE: Thanks, Mickey. Is there anything else you think I should do?

MICKEY: Have you considered contacting a victim's support group?

CARRIE: You're the second person to suggest I get in touch with a support group, so it must be a good idea.

MICKEY: It certainly won't hurt. I think my secretary has the names of some good ones on file... Why don't you give her a call when you can, and she'll recommend some?

CARRIE: Okay. And Morgan gave me a number as well.

MICKEY: It always helps to talk about things like this. Also, if Hanlon hasn't already done it, let me know, and I'll talk to him about getting a restraining order against Bartoli. It may not do much, since he hasn't been personally harassing you, but it may make him think twice.

CARRIE: Thanks, Mickey, I sure appreciate it. I can't tell you how nice it is to have a lawyer as a friend of the family.

CARRIE GETS UP TO LEAVE AND MICKEY FOLLOWS.

CARRIE: And speaking of which, if there's anything I can do for Jennifer, or for Jack or Abby, or anyone, let me know.

MICKEY: I will, Carrie, thanks. We all just want Jennifer to get better...

CARRIE: Well, with all of us pulling for her, she's got to!

THE TWO LEAVE THE LOUNGE. HOLD ON THE ORANGE CRUSH CAN MICKEY HAS LEFT ON THE TABLE.

CUT TO: JENNIFERS' ROOM. JACK IS SEATED NEXT TO JENNIFER'S BED. HE IS DRINKING AN ORANGE CRUSH AS ABIGAIL SITS IN HIS LAP.

ABIGAIL COOS.

ABIGAIL REACHES FOR JACK'S ORANGE CRUSH. JACK LOOKS CURIOUSLY AT HER.

JACK SETS THE CAN ON THE FLOOR AND HOLDS ABIGAIL CLOSE. HE KISSES HER ON THE FOREHEAD AND LOOKS OVER AT JENNIFER. HOLD ON JENNIFER'S FACE. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S FANTASY. CAPTAIN JACKSON AND LADY JENNIFER EMERGE, HAND IN HAND, FROM THE ENTRANCE TO THE TOWER. THEY SEE THAT THE SPECTATOR CREW AND THE VILLAGERS HAVE SUBDUED ALL OF LORD VICTOR'S GUARDS.

JENNIFER: Yes, they are. You and your crew have freed us from Victor's cruel dictatorship. (LOOKING AT THE DEFEATED TOWER GUARDS) But what shall we do with them?

PRINCE BEAUREGARD STRIDES UP.

GUARDS: (IN UNISON) We choose to stay! Hail Lord Beauregard!

BEAUREGARD: So be it. But I am not your lord. There will be no more dictatorships in Salem. All will live as equals!

THE VILLAGERS CHEER. DAWN APPROACHES PRINCE BEAUREGARD.

BEAUREGARD: (SURPRISED) Why no, dear lady, I am not. And may I say that your words are as kind as your face is lovely. (SMILING) How would you like to take a walk by the lagoon on the other side of the island?

DAWN: The "Forbidden Lagoon"?

BEAUREGARD: It was only forbidden because my father wished it so. It is forbidden no longer.

DAWN: Then lead on, my prince...

PRINCE BEAUREGARD AND DAWN WALK INTO THE FOREST, ARM IN ARM.

JACKSON: (WRYLY) Yes... sweet. (TURNING TO THE DUKE AND DUCHESS) Hello, Duke Thomas! And Duchess Alice!

JENNIFER: Grandfather, grandmother. Are you all right?

ALICE: Of course, dear. I am still quite deft with a sword, you know.

THOMAS: Yes, dear, we are fine.

JENNIFER: What are we going to do now?

THOMAS: We will do as we originally planned. We will make our home here, and turn this island into a paradise.

COUNT DOUGLAS AND COUNTESS JULIE APPROACH.

DOUGLAS: Yes, we will be staying, as well. I would like to have a look at that lagoon. I have visions of a club... a club on the lagoon.

JULIE: Oh, yes, darling, I think that would be wonderful. A club, with good food, and good music. Dining, dancing, and fun for all. We should call it... "Doug's Place on the Lagoon."

DOUGLAS: (INDIGNANT) "Doug's Place"? "Doug's Place"? My dear, I am a count of high stature. I am going to open a fine dining establishment, and you want to call it "Doug's Place"?

JULIE: (PUTTING HER ARMS AROUND COUNT DOUGLAS) Yes, darling. "Doug's Place on the Lagoon." I simply adore the name. It has quite a nice ring to it.

DOUGLAS: Well...

JULIE: Please?

DOUGLAS: All right.

JENNIFER: That sounds wonderful. (LOOKING AROUND) Has anyone seen my father?

EARL WILLIAM STEPS UP BEHIND JENNIFER.

JENNIFER: (TURNING AND EMBRACING HIM) Father, I am so glad you are not hurt.

WILLIAM: I am well.

JENNIFER: Are you going to stay on the island, also?

WILLIAM: Yes, dear, I am. I am going to share the medical practice of Doctor Marcus. (BEAT) And you can have a place in my hut.

JENNIFER: That is a kind offer, father, but...

WILLIAM: But...?

JENNIFER: But, I have other plans. (LOOKING AT CAPTAIN JACKSON) Captain Jackson has made me an offer...

WILLIAM: (LOOKING AT CAPTAIN JACKSON) Oh...?

JACKSON: Yes, sir. With your permission, of course, I would like the Lady Jennifer to accompany me on my journeys over the sea.

WILLIAM: (SKEPTICAL) I don't know...

JENNIFER: Oh, please, father. This is the man I love. I want to be with him, wherever he goes.

THOMAS: He did save us from Victor's tyranny...

JULIE: And he is wearing a lovely puffy shirt...

ALICE: (SMILING) And it is clear that he loves Lady Jennifer.

WILLIAM: (TO CAPTAIN JACKSON) Is that so? Do you love my daughter?

JACKSON: Yes, sir, I do.

WILLIAM: In that case, Jennifer, you have my blessing. I wish you great happiness.

JENNIFER: (GIVING EARL WILLIAM A HUG AND A KISS) Thank you, father.

WILLIAM: (SHAKING CAPTAIN JACKSON'S HAND) Take good care of her.

JACKSON: I will, sir. I promise.

CAPTAIN JACKSON TURNS TO ADDRESS THE SPECTATOR CREW.

ALICE: If some of your men will follow me, I will show them to a very large store of donuts...

JACKSON: (ANXIOUSLY) And the Orange Crush...?

DOCTOR MARCUS AND LADY KAYLA APPROACH.

KAYLA: Come, we will show you where it is...

THOMAS: First, I would like to thank the crew of the good ship Spectator, and Captain Jackson, for helping us to overcome the tyranny of Lord Victor. Hail Captain Jackson!

ALL: Hail Captain Jackson!!

JACKSON: (EMBARRASSED) Well, shucks, I...

CAPTAIN JACKSON IS INTERRUPTED BY A FAMILIAR VOICE, CALLING OUT FROM BEHIND ONE OF THE HUTS.

CAPTAIN JACKSON AND LADY KAYLA TURN TO TRY TO SEE THE SOURCE OF THE VOICE.

KAYLA: I cannot be sure. I only caught a brief glimpse of him. But I believe that he was wearing an eye patch...

CAPTAIN JACKSON SMILES AND NODS IN THE DIRECTION OF THE VOICE. HE PUTS HIS ARMS AROUND LADY JENNIFER. OUT ON CAPTAIN JACKSON AND LADY JENNIFER.

WINGS. IAN IS SITTING IN A DARKENED CORNER OF THE BAR, READING A COPY OF "ROSENCRANTZ AND GUILDENSTERN ARE DEAD." HE LOOKS UP AS EVE ENTERS. HER HAIR IS UNCOMBED AND SHE SEEMS NERVOUS AND AFRAID. EVE TAKES A DEEP BREATH AND WALKS UP THE STAIRS TO THE ROOMS ABOVE THE CLUB. DOWNSTAIRS, IAN LOOKS ON IN CURIOSITY.

GO TO: NICK'S OLD ROOM. IN THE BACKGROUND, CONCRETE BLONDE'S "DARKENING OF THE LIGHT" PLAYS SOFTLY. EVE LOOKS AROUND THE ROOM. IT IS OBVIOUSLY UNINHABITED. BOXES COVERED WITH DUST LIE ON THE FLOOR. STATUES ARE LYING ON THEIR SIDES. PICTURES ARE HUNG CROOKED. ONLY ONE LIGHT WORKS. SHE LOOKS AROUND THE ROOM IN SILENCE. AS EVE STANDS IN THE DOORWAY, FADE TO: MONTAGE. THE NIGHT EVE CAME TO SEE NICK WHEN SHE THOUGHT SHANE WAS DEAD, AND HE HELD HER. THE NIGHT EVE WAITED FOR NICK IN BED AND HE REFUSED. THE DAY EVE FOUND OUT NICK WAS DYING AND BEGGED HIM NOT TO LEAVE HER. THE FIRST NIGHT THEY SPENT TOGETHER. FADE OUT OF MONTAGE. DROPPING HER BAG TO THE FLOOR, SHE WALKS OVER TO THE BED AND SHAKES OFF THE COMFORTER. WRAPPING HERSELF IN IT, SHE CURLS UP ON THE BED AND LIES THERE IN SILENCE. WE SEE IAN LOOKING IN THE DOOR FOR A SECOND BEFORE WE HOLD ON EVE, REMEMBERING THE GHOSTS FROM HER PAST.

CUT TO: GENEVA AIRPORT, BOARDING AREA. JOHN AND SHANE ARE WAITING FOR JOHN'S FLIGHT TO START BOARDING.

SHANE: And I've told you, John, it was my pleasure! This has been an interesting case...

JOHN: And it isn't really over yet!

SHANE: Indeed! I just hope you're going home with the answers you need.

JOHN: Most of them. There are still a few holes in my past, but I think it'll all come back on its own, now that I have a framework for the pieces to come back to. And there's always Vivian and Lawrence... But it's time for me to head back. I miss the little slugger somethin' awful!

SHANE: I appreciate you letting me help. This has been much more intriguing than the doggie jewel thieves, that's for certain!

JOHN: So what's next for you?

SHANE: I have to tie up some loose ends at headquarters, and then I'm not sure. To tell you the truth, seeing you has reminded me of how much I miss Salem...

JOHN: That's great! Does it mean you'll be coming home sometime soon?

SHANE: You never know, John, you never know... I wouldn't put it beyond the realm of possibility...

JOHN: Well, I, for one, would be glad to have you back in town. I think we work pretty well together, Guv'nor...

SHANE: Indeed, John, indeed!

JOHN'S FLIGHT IS ANNOUNCED OVER THE LOUDSPEAKER.

SHANE: I will, John. For you, I will.

THE TWO MEN SHAKE HANDS, THEN SMILE AND HUG, WITH MUCH BACK-SLAPPING. JOHN THEN PICKS UP HIS BRIEFCASE AND HEADS FOR THE GATE.

SHANE: Ta ta, old man... Be seeing you...

JOHN BOARDS THE PLANE. SHANE FINISHES HIS THOUGHTS TO HIMSELF.

HOLD ON SHANE.

CUT TO: JENNIFER'S ROOM. JACK IS IN HIS USUAL CHAIR BY JENNIFER'S BEDSIDE. ABIGAIL IS SITTING IN HIS LAP UNTYING HER SHOES. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S FANTASY. LADY JENNIFER AND CAPTAIN JACKSON STAND IN EACH OTHER'S ARMS ON THE DECK OF THE GOOD SHIP SPECTATOR, LOOKING AT THE BEAUTIFUL SUNSET.

JENNIFER: All my life I've dreamed of a love like this. But the reality is so much better.

JACKSON: I'm inclined to agree with you, dear, dear Jennifer. I love you.

JENNIFER: And I love you.

AS THE SUN SINKS LOW OVER THE WATER, VERN AND THE CREW SMILE FROM THE RIGGING. CAPTAIN JACKSON AND LADY JENNIFER EMBRACE AND SHARE A PASSIONATE KISS. FADE TO: JENNIFER'S ROOM. JACK AND ABIGAIL ARE TYING HER SHOES AGAIN. JENNIFER STIRS SLIGHTLY IN THE BED.

JACK SITS UP.

JENNIFER MOVES HER HAND AND JACK SEES IT. HE RUNS TO THE DOOR WITH ABIGAIL.

JACK RUNS BACK TO THE BEDSIDE AND GRABS JENNIFER'S HAND.

CLOSE UP ON THEIR HANDS. JENNIFER WEAKLY SQUEEZES JACK'S HAND.

JENNIFER'S EYES FLUTTER. SHE OPENS THEM SLIGHTLY, BLINKS, AND THEN OPENS THEM WIDER. SHE LOOKS UP AT JACK AND ABIGAIL.

JENNIFER: (SOFTLY) Jack...

JENNIFER SMILES. JACK, GRINNING, TEARS STARTING TO RUN DOWN HIS FACE, BRINGS JENNIFER'S HAND UP TO HIS LIPS. ABIGAIL LAUGHS. HOLD ON JENNIFER'S SMILE. AND OUT. FADE TO BLACK.