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An ALT.DAYS Production,
A Division of Peel Productions, Inc.
Air Date: March 7, 1995
Time: Several Days After #89,
Morning to Evening
Copyright 1995
ALICE'S ROOM. ALICE IS IN BED ASLEEP, HER HAIR IN A LONG BRAID. SHE IS TOSSING A BIT AND MURMURING IN HER SLEEP. FADE INTO: ALICE'S DREAM. ALICE AND TOM ARE IN FANCY DRESS WALTZING AROUND A WHITE AND GOLD BALLROOM TO THEIR SONG, "ALWAYS."
TOM: Do you have any idea of how much I love you, Alice?
ALICE PUTS HER HAND ON TOM'S CHEEK.
ALICE: As much as I love you. (BEAT) But tell me again.
TOM: (SINGING ALONG)
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I'll be loving you... Always...
ALICE: (JOINING IN)
Dreams will all come true... Growing old with you... I'll be loving you,
always...
BOTH:
Always...
FADE BACK TO: ALICE'S BEDROOM. ALICE COMES AWAKE. SHE HAS A SWEET SMILE ON HER FACE AND TURNS TO SAY SOMETHING TO TOM. HER SMILE FADES AS SHE TOUCHES THE EMPTY PILLOW BESIDE HER.
ALICE: Tom, darling...
SUDDENLY, NORM APPEARS AT TOM'S SIDE OF THE BED. HE LEANS HIS CHIN AND ONE PAW ON THE COVERLET, BEFORE JUMPING UP ON THE BED AND SETTLING DOWN NEXT TO ALICE. ALICE RUFFLES NORM'S FUR.
ALICE: (CONT'D) No wonder I was having such a wonderful dream. Today would have been our anniversary. Oh Norm, I miss Tom so much...
NORM WHINES A BIT AND LICKS ALICE'S FACE. HOLD ON ALICE PETTING NORM.
CUT TO: SPD SQUAD ROOM. ABE ENTERS, CARRYING A BRIEFCASE. HE LOOKS AROUND. PUZZLED THAT NO ONE ELSE IS THERE, HE SETS DOWN HIS BRIEFCASE.
ABE: I knew the budget was tight, but this is ridiculous. Where is everyone?
ABE WALKS OVER TO THE COFFEE MAKER, SEARCHES FOR A CLEAN MUG, AND FINALLY POURS HIMSELF A CUP OF COFFEE. HE SIPS, GRIMACES AND POURS THE COFFEE DOWN THE SINK.
ABE: (CONT'D) I'm going to have to remember to stop at Alice's and have her fill up a thermos for me. That coffee will give me an ulcer within a month...
ABE TURNS, PICKS UP HIS BRIEFCASE, AND HEADS TO HIS OFFICE, LOOKING AROUND FOR AT LEAST ONE PERSON.
ABE: (CONT'D) Assuming, of course, the job doesn't first...
ABE OPENS THE DOOR TO HIS OFFICE.
ALL: Surprise!!!!!
WE SEE THE OFFICE IS FILLED WITH BALLOONS, STREAMERS, CONFETTI AND A "WELCOME BACK, CAPT. CARVER" SIGN. JANET, BO, BOB, AND ASSORTED SALEM POLICE OFFICERS APPLAUD AND CHEER ABE. HOLD ON ABE'S SMILE.
CUT TO: JACK'S OFFICE. SOME OF ASHLEY'S PHOTOS ARE SPREAD OUT ON THE DESK. JACK STARES AT THEM.
JACK: I'm just seeing things...
JACK PICKS UP THE PHOTO OF THE LIGHT-HAIRED MAN. THE BLURRED IMAGE SHOWS A DARK SHADOW OVER ONE SIDE OF THE FACE. JACK STARES AS IF MESMERIZED.
JACK: (CONT'D) Snap out of it, Billy Jack...
THE PHONE RINGS. JACK GRABS THE RECEIVER. TWO-WAY.
JACK: (CONT'D) Deveraux...
DIANE: Hi boss, it's Lake. Quick question for you on the Hillenbrandt case... Would you rather have an interview with the maid or the gardener?
JACK: Don't I pay you to be a reporter? Interview whomever makes it a better story. I don't have time for this. Good day.
JACK HANGS UP THE PHONE. HE PUTS THE PHOTO HE'S BEEN HOLDING BACK IN THE DESK DRAWER. HE STARTS TO REARRANGE THE PHOTOS STILL ON THE DESK WHEN THE PHONE RINGS AGAIN. JACK ANSWERS. ONE-WAY.
JACK: (CONT'D) Deveraux! Yes Higgins, what is it? ... Well, if they didn't pay for the ad, we won't run it. ... I don't care if they've never been late before. I am not running a charity for people with lousy accounts payable departments. ... Do not call them. Let them contact us. ... Higgins, just take care of it, all right?
JACK SLAMS DOWN THE PHONE. HE STUDIES THE PHOTOS, FINALLY REACHING FOR HIS WALLET. JACK TAKES OUT THE PHOTO OF JACK AND STEVE AS CHILDREN. (THE ONE STEVE GAVE TO JACK THE DAY STEVE DIED.)
JACK: (CONT'D) (TO THE PHOTO) Come on big brother... help me figure out what the hell is going on here... Am I losing my mind or...
THERE'S A KNOCK AT THE OFFICE DOOR. JACK PUTS THE PHOTO OF STEVE AND JACK BACK INTO HIS WALLET.
JACK: (CONT'D) Come!
A SMILING VERN ENTERS AND SITS DOWN. OUT ON JACK AS HE FROWNS AT VERN.
ABE'S OFFICE. OFFICERS ARE CONGREGATED AROUND ABE, WELCOMING HIM BACK. BO, BOB, JANET AND FRED STAND BACK, SMILING AT THE SUCCESS OF THEIR HANDIWORK. THERE ARE SEVERAL HALF EMPTY BOXES OF "DIPPIN' DONUTS" ON THE DESK. SHANE SLIPS INTO THE OFFICE, CARRYING A LARGE GIFT BAG.
JANET: (QUIETLY) (TO SHANE) What took you so long?
SHANE: (WHISPERING) Sorry, but I couldn't find a place to park.
ABE IS NOW SHAKING HANDS WITH BOB.
ABE: (TO THE CROWD) This is really great, you guys.
FRED CARRIES OVER A SMALL WRAPPED BOX, AND SET IT ON THE DESK.
BOB: Captain, this is from the folks on the beat.
ABE LOOKS AT THE BOX SUSPICIOUSLY, THEN UNWRAPS IT. HE OPENS THE BOX, AND FINDS THAT IT CONTAINS A PERSONALIZED COFFEE MUG.
ABE: (READING) "Book 'em, Abe-O". (LOOKING AT THE OFFICERS) I don't know what to say...
BO: But wait, there's more!
BO WALKS OVER AND HANDS ABE TWO PACKAGES.
BO: (CONT'D) The smaller one is from me, and the other one is from Roman.
ABE OPENS THE SMALLER ONE FIRST, AND FINDS A SET OF GIFT CERTIFICATES TO ALICE'S RESTAURANT.
BO: (CONT'D) When Mrs. H. feels up to it, these will get you some real donuts.
THE CROWD LOOKS AT THEIR "DIPPIN' DONUTS", AND NOD LONGINGLY AT THE THOUGHT OF FRESH BAKED GOODS FROM ALICE'S.
JOE: Kissing up already, Brady?
BOB: Now, don't tease the bum too much... he's getting better. (POINTING AT HIMSELF WITH BOTH HANDS) And I think you all can thank yours truly for that.
BO ROLLS HIS EYES WHILE EVERYONE ELSE CHUCKLES.
BOB: (CONT'D) Okay, so it was really Captain... I mean Commander Yamada who kicked his sorry butt into shape. (EYING SHANE) Now, if his academy instructors had done a better job...
BO: Hey, the Governor over here is as tough as they come.
SHANE: Bloody right.
JANET: Well, whatever the trick was, Brady here is shaping up to be a pretty good cop. But Abe, if he keeps giving you donuts, watch out!
THERE'S MORE LAUGHTER.
BO: Why don't you open Roman's gift now, Abe?
ABE THEN UNWRAPS THE OTHER PACKAGE, AND FINDS THAT IT CONTAINS A PAIR OF SHOOTING RANGE EAR PROTECTORS. HE PULLS OUT THE ENCLOSED CARD.
ABE: (READING) "Partner, thought these might come in handy when you go down to the range to blow off some steam, or if your Commander is getting on your case. Roman".
EVERYONE IN THE ROOM LAUGHS, INCLUDING JANET.
JANET: So at least I'll know who to blame, if you don't listen to me.
JANET THEN STEPS FORWARD, CARRYING THE GIFT BAG SHANE BROUGHT IN.
JANET: (CONT'D) Abe, since I know just how much paperwork this job entails, I thought you might appreciate these.
ABE TAKES THE BAG FROM JANET, AND TAKES THE CONTENTS OUT. IT'S A SET OF "IN" AND "OUT" BOXES: THREE "IN" AND ONE "OUT."
JANET: (CONT'D) Trust me, with the new regulations from the Commissioner, that's how it feels.
ABE: Thanks, Commander. And I want to thank you all. My time away from the department taught me a lot... among other things, how much I missed this place. I cannot tell you how great it feels to be back here.
THERE'S APPLAUSE FROM THE GROUP.
ABE: (CONT'D) Now get back to work!
FRED: (SIGHS) Oh well... so much for getting an all-day party.
BOB: Maybe the next time, Fred.
THE UNIFORMED OFFICERS FILES OUT OF THE ROOM LEAVING ONLY ABE, JANET AND SHANE.
ABE: Shane, thanks for coming.
SHANE: I wouldn't have missed it. We superspies find it helps to stay on the good side of the local police captain.
JANET GIVES SHANE AN INDIGNANT LOOK. SHANE IS AT A LOSS AND ABE GOES FOR THE SAVE AND OPENS THE DESK.
ABE: Ahhh... Janet, if I find anything you left in here...
JANET: Anything I left in this office is yours to keep or trash. I took the files I needed with me when I moved down the hall into Commander Kelly's old digs. (SALUTING) Now, get to work, Captain.
ABE: Yes, Ma'am.
ABE SITS DOWN AT HIS DESK WHILE JANET AND SHANE EXIT THE OFFICE. ABE STARTS TO UNPACK HIS BRIEFCASE AS THE DOOR CLOSES. JANET AND SHANE STAND AT THE CLOSED DOOR.
SHANE: So, how do you like your new office?
JANET: Deft change of subject, Donovan. But I'm not letting you off that easy.
SHANE: I was afraid of that...
HOLD ON SHANE.
CUT TO: JACK'S OFFICE. JACK AND VERN. IN PROGRESS.
VERN: A good morning to you, Jack.
JACK: What's so good about it?
VERN: Oh, I don't know. Just being pleasant, I guess.
JACK: Go spread your cheer elsewhere. I'm busy.
VERN: Oh, come on, Jack. Wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?
JACK: How I awaken is none of your business. Now, did you come here just to bother me, or do you have actual business to discuss?
VERN: Very well, Mr. Grump. Sullivan's out with the flu today, and we need somebody to cover the governor's press conference.
JACK: So, why are you asking me? Can't you put someone on it yourself?
VERN: Yes, I could find somebody. I just thought you might have your own recommendation.
JACK: I don't care. Choose anybody.
VERN: Are you...?
VERN STOPS MID-SENTENCE WHEN HE SEES JACK GLARING AT HIM ONCE AGAIN.
VERN: (CONT'D) I'll take care of it. Anything's better than talking to you when you're like this.
EXASPERATED, VERN THROWS UP HIS HANDS, AND WALKS OUT OF JACK'S OFFICE. FRUSTRATED, JACK GOES BACK TO THE PICTURES ON HIS DESK. HE PICKS UP HIS PHONE AND DIALS. ONE-WAY.
JACK: Hunt? Would you mind coming up to my office? Thanks.
AS JACK HANGS UP THE PHONE, JENNIFER WALKS IN, WITHOUT KNOCKING.
JENNIFER: Jack, what exactly did you do to Vern?
HOLD ON JENNIFER'S QUESTION.
CUT TO: HORTON LIVING ROOM. ALICE IS SITTING ON THE COUCH, LEAFING THROUGH HER AND TOM'S WEDDING ALBUM. THERE IS A CUP OF TEA ON A NEARBY TABLE.
ALICE: Tom, you were the most handsome groom I've ever seen.
ALICE SMILES SADLY AND CLOSES THE ALBUM. TEARS BEGIN TO FORM IN HER EYES. AFTER SETTING ASIDE THE ALBUM, ALICE TAKES A SIP OF HER TEA.
ALICE: (CONT'D) Tea... a good remedy for anything.
ALICE PICKS UP ANOTHER PHOTO ALBUM AND OPENS IT. NORM JUMPS ON THE COUCH NEXT TO ALICE AND GENTLY NUDGES HER ARM.
ALICE: (CONT'D) Norm! You shouldn't be up on the couch...
NORM NUDGES HER AGAIN, AND WAGS HIS TAIL.
ALICE: (CONT'D) (LACKING CONVICTION) You should know better.
ALICE PATS NORM ON HIS HEAD, AND TURNS HER ATTENTION TO THE PHOTO ALBUM.
ALICE: (CONT'D) (TO NORM) This is one of our old family albums. (POINTS TO A PICTURE) Here's one where Tom and I took the family to the Grand Canyon.
ALICE FLIPS THE PAGE AND SMILES.
ALICE: (CONT'D) And here's Mickey's tenth birthday party.
NORM LOOKS AT ALICE AND TILTS HIS HEAD. ALICE GIVES A SMALL LAUGH.
ALICE: (CONT'D) Alice Horton! They'll cart you off to the looney bin if you're caught talking to a dog.
ALICE CONTINUES LOOKING THROUGH THE PICTURES, BUT DOES NOT NARRATE TO NORM. NORM PUTS HIS PAW ON HER ARM, AND NOSES THE BOOK.
ALICE: (CONT'D) (LAUGHING) Oh, what could it hurt? Doctor Doolittle did it.
ALICE TURNS A PAGE, AND PAUSES. HER EYES FILL WITH TEARS.
ALICE: (CONT'D) (SOFTLY) This... this is a picture of our 50th wedding anniversary.
ALICE SIGHS, AND GAZES AT THE PICTURE. NORM EDGES CLOSER TO ALICE AND LICKS HER ON THE FACE. ALICE TURNS TO NORM AND PUTS HER ARM AROUND HIM. SHE PULLS HIM CLOSE FOR A HUG. OUT ON THE TWO.
ISLAND RESORT, JOHN'S HOTEL ROOM. THE SOUND OF THE SHOWER RUNNING CAN BE HEARD FROM BEHIND THE BATHROOM DOOR. JOHN IS SITTING ON THE BED, TALKING ON THE PHONE, ONE-WAY.
JOHN: So everything is set, right? And the boat will be there to pick us up at one o'clock? Great.
THE SOUND OF THE SHOWER STOPS. JOHN GLANCES TOWARD THE BATHROOM DOOR.
JOHN: (CONT'D) Now, you're sure that this island is completely deserted. Yes, yes, okay. It's just very important that nothing, or no one, disturb us. Of course.
JOHN STEALS ANOTHER GLANCE AT THE BATHROOM DOOR. HE TURNS HIS BACK TO THE DOOR AND SPEAKS IN A HUSHED TONE.
JOHN: (CONT'D) And the caterer knows where to set everything up? Good. I think that takes care of everything, then...
JOHN IS INTERRUPTED BY THE OPENING OF THE BATHROOM DOOR. HOLLY ENTERS, WEARING A BATHROBE. HER HAIR IS STILL WET FROM THE SHOWER.
JOHN: (CONT'D) (RUSHED) Thank you very much. Goodbye.
JOHN QUICKLY HANGS UP THE PHONE. HE TURNS TO HOLLY AND SMILES.
JOHN: (CONT'D) (INNOCENTLY) Hi.
HOLLY: (SUSPICIOUSLY) Hi... What was that all about?
JOHN: What?
HOLLY: The phone call.
JOHN: Oh, that. Nothing.
HOLLY: Nothing, huh? It doesn't sound like "nothing" to me...
JOHN: Why? What did you hear?
HOLLY WALKS OVER TO THE BED AND SITS DOWN NEXT TO JOHN.
HOLLY: I didn't hear anything. (BEAT) But... judging from how quickly you got off the phone when I came in, I'd say you're keeping something from me.
JOHN: (SMILING) Maybe I am.
HOLLY: (LEANING CLOSER TO JOHN) Don't tell me you're having another island romance behind my back.
JOHN: I wouldn't dream of it. There's only one island romance on my mind.
HOLLY: Good, because I intend to keep you plenty busy.
HOLLY TURNS TO FACE HIM, DRAPING HER LEGS ACROSS HIS LAP.
JOHN: I think I can live with that. (BEAT) I have some plans for you, as well.
HOLLY: Do you, now?
JOHN: (PUTTING HIS ARMS AROUND HER WAIST) Uh-huh.
HOLLY: Ooh, good. Tell me what they are...
JOHN: (SMILING) Nope.
HOLLY: Why all the secrecy?
JOHN: Well, your surprise won't very well be a surprise if I tell you all about it, now will it?
HOLLY: (SMILING) You have a surprise for me?
JOHN: That's a fact.
HOLLY: (PUTTING HER ARMS AROUND HIS NECK) I love surprises. (BEAT) But I also love to guess what they are. Why don't you give me a little hint?
JOHN: Ahhh... I don't think so.
HOLLY: Come on... Do I have to persuade you?
JOHN: (MISCHIEVOUSLY) Yup, I guess you do.
SHE LEANS IN AND KISSES HIM PASSIONATELY.
HOLLY: Are you persuaded yet?
JOHN: (SMILING) Not yet.
SHE LEANS IN AND KISSES HIM AGAIN, LONGER THIS TIME.
HOLLY: Well?
JOHN: Okay. (BEAT) Before we go, you'll need to get your beach towel and your suntan lotion.
HOLLY: That's it?
JOHN: That's all you'll need.
HOLLY: What about my bathing suit?
JOHN: Leave it. You won't need it where we're going.
HOLLY: I think I'm going to like this surprise...
SHE LEANS IN AND KISSES HIM AGAIN. THEY LAY DOWN ON THE BED AND CONTINUE KISSING. HOLD ON THE TWO.
CUT TO: JACK'S OFFICE. JACK AND JENNIFER. IN PROGRESS.
JACK: "Do to Vern"? (BEAT) I didn't do anything to Vern. Why do you ask?
JENNIFER: Oh, I don't know. Maybe because when he walked out of your office, he looked like he'd just continue walking out the front door and never come back.
JACK: You're exaggerating.
JENNIFER: About Vern leaving, yes. About the look on his face, no.
JACK: How should I know what's wrong with Vern? Maybe he stayed up to watch one of those late-night horror shows, and didn't get enough sleep.
JENNIFER: Or maybe his boss is doing 360-degree head spins and spewing green pea soup.
JACK: Jennifer, that's disgusting...
JENNIFER: Hey, if the analogy fits...
JACK: It doesn't. I am not, in any way, shape or form, possessed by the devil. Nor do I intend to be. (BEAT) Whatever's wrong with Vern is his problem, not mine. I'm fine.
JENNIFER: Nice try, but I know better. When you look up "patience" in the dictionary, you find Vern's picture. (BEAT) And you've been distracted and edgy for the last few days, anyway.
JACK: I most certainly have not.
JENNIFER: Fine, Jack, whatever you say. But if you were as cheery with Vern as you are with me, then I know who has the problem.
JACK: You can believe whatever you like. The fact remains that there are no problems. Everything is fine... Really.
JENNIFER: Well, I can see I'm not going to get any answers out of you this morning. (SIGHS) I don't really have time for this. I'll go back to my office to get some work done.
JACK: (DISTRACTED) Good. You do that.
JENNIFER: Don't forget about dinner tonight with the family. When I find out the exact time, I'll let you know.
JACK: Fine...
JENNIFER TURNS AND HEADS FOR THE DOOR, SHAKING HER HEAD. AS SHE EXITS, RICHARD ENTERS.
JENNIFER: Hi, Richard.
RICHARD: Good morning, Jennifer.
JENNIFER: You may want to reserve judgement on that.
RICHARD: Oh?
JENNIFER: (NODDING TOWARD JACK) Be careful in there.
RICHARD: (SMILING) Of course...
JACK: Richard! Come in, and shut the door.
RICHARD CLOSES THE DOOR AND GOES OVER TO JACK'S DESK.
JACK: (CONT'D) Thank you for coming so quickly.
RICHARD: No problem.
JACK: Have a seat.
RICHARD SITS.
JACK: (CONT'D) I wanted to get your take on these pictures of Ashley's, without her here.
RICHARD: Well, what can I say? We've got photographic proof that there are still American POWs being held in Southeast Asia. It's the story of the decade.
JACK TAPS HIS FINGERS ON THE DESK. RICHARD NOTICES JACK'S NERVOUSNESS.
RICHARD: (CONT'D) Jack, is something wrong? You seem... unsettled.
JACK: Perhaps I am.
RICHARD: Do you mind my asking why?
JACK: This story of Ashley's... She calls it "hot"...
RICHARD: Which it is...
JACK: I think "volatile" would be more accurate. This story could cause a great deal of pain for a lot of people. Not to mention the potential political uproar. The U.S. is trying hard to rebuild relations with the countries in that area of the world. A story like this could destroy that work.
RICHARD: True, but what good is a peaceful accord if it's based on deception? This isn't about politics, or international relations. It's about basic human rights. Rights that have been taken away from the prisoners in those camps. This is a major story, Jack. I'm...
RICHARD STOPS HIMSELF.
JACK: (CURIOUS) You're what?
RICHARD: With all due respect, I'm surprised at your hesitation on this. The world should know that atrocities like this are still being committed. I think this is a good story. I thought you did, too.
JACK: I do, it's just... (BEAT) I'm just trying to consider the big picture, all the ramifications, all the possible consequences.
RICHARD: Printing the story, not printing the story... There are consequences, either way.
JACK: I know. (SIGHS) I'd like to meet with Ashley again. Could you let her know I'd like to see her?
RICHARD: Of course. I'll have her set up an appointment with your assistant.
JACK: Thank you.
RICHARD STANDS.
RICHARD: I'm sure you'll do the right thing, Jack. (BEAT) See you later.
JACK NODS. RICHARD TURNS AND EXITS. AFTER RICHARD HAS CLOSED THE DOOR BEHIND HIM, JACK OPENS A DESK DRAWER AND PULLS OUT THE PHOTOGRAPH. HE STARES AGAIN AT THE RIGHT-HAND EDGE, AT THE BLURRED IMAGE OF A LIGHT-HAIRED MAN WEARING WHAT APPEARS TO BE AN EYE PATCH.
JACK: It can't be you. It can't. I was there when... when you died.
OUT ON JACK'S DISBELIEF.
HORTON LIVING ROOM. ALICE IS DISTRACTEDLY DUSTING THE ROOM. AS SHE WIPES OFF THE BOOKCASE, SHE SPOTS ONE OF TOM'S BIG YELLOW LEGAL PADS. THE KIND ON WHICH HE WROTE HIS POETRY. SHE PICKS IT UP AND BEGINS TO READ.
ALICE: (READING ALOUD)
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That Further Hill
Around the corner of my eye I see
The space a door makes Before it shuts
At the bottom of my day I live in that
Narrow place Between my dream and waking
Near you in the silence when the noise stops...
ALICE STOPS READING. SHE SITS DOWN IN THE NEAREST CHAIR AND CRIES SOFTLY. BILL ENTERS AND SEES ALICE. HE SITS NEXT TO HER AND PUTS HIS ARM AROUND HER SHOULDERS.
BILL: Mom, I'm worried about you.
ALICE: (SNIFFLES) I'm just being silly...
BILL HANDS ALICE A HANDKERCHIEF. ALICE WIPES HER EYES, THEN BLOWS HER NOSE.
ALICE: (CONT'D) Every once in a while it just catches me off guard. I hear something, or I see something, and it reminds me of Tom... and how much I miss him.
BILL: I understand... Sometimes... in the Hospital especially... And those first few weeks... I don't know how I got through them. I can't tell you what I did, or what anyone said.
ALICE: They were hard, weren't they? (WIPING HER EYES AND FORCING A SMILE) This was just a little side-swipe. I'm OK.
BILL: Tell you what, Mom. Let me take you out to dinner.
ALICE: Oh, Bill. You must have something better to do than go to dinner with your mother.
BILL: Well, let's see... (BILL PULLS OUT HIS POCKET ORGANIZER AND THUMBS THROUGH IT.) Here we go... croquet with Charles Manson... Carpool to Weight Watchers meeting with Rush Limbaugh... Tickets to see "Carmen" starring Roseanne. (BEAT) Nope. Nothing more important than taking my mother to dinner.
ALICE: Oh, Bill... (LAUGHING) All right, I accept your kind invitation. I'm not sure passing up Roseanne singing opera is the right choice, but, I'd be glad to have dinner with you tonight.
BILL: Great! While I'm at the hospital today, why don't you and Rosie go shopping? You can buy a new dress for our "date."
ALICE: You know, a little shopping might be exactly what I need.
ALICE HUGS BILL.
ALICE: (CONT'D) Thanks for cheering me up.
BILL: Always a pleasure to make a beautiful woman smile...
HOLD ON ALICE'S SMILE.
CUT TO: NICK'S CAFE AMERICAIN. THE ROOM IS BUSTLING WITH ACTIVITY AS THE FINISHING TOUCHES ARE APPLIED. NICK IS SITTING AT THE BAR, WITH A STACK OF PAPERS IN FRONT OF HIM. ALONG THE FAR WALL, CALLIOPE IS MAKING THE FINAL ADJUSTMENTS ON THE STAFF'S UNIFORMS.
CALLIOPE: (WITH PINS BETWEEN HER TEETH) Now hold still!
CALLIOPE STICKS A PIN IN THE WAITRESS' UNIFORM.
CALLIOPE: (CONT'D) Okay, turn around.
THE WAITRESS TURNS AROUND, AND CALLIOPE NODS APPROVINGLY.
CALLIOPE: (CONT'D) Good! (BEAT) Okay gang, now everybody line up!
THE STAFF LINES UP, SO THE CALLIOPE CAN GET A LOOK AT THEIR COMBINED LOOK.
CALLIOPE: (CONT'D) Looking good, folks! Now, go back and change out of these, but don't mess up my pins!
THE STAFF HEAD OUT OF THE DINING AREA, AND WALK PAST THE ERTE' PRINTS IN THE HALLWAY. AS CALLIOPE GETS HER SUPPLIES READY FOR HEMMING THE UNIFORMS, NICK'S MAITRE D', LOUIS RENEAU, COMES OVER TO TALK TO NICK.
LOUIS: Interesting lady...
NICK: Who, Calliope?
NICK TURNS AROUND TO SEE CALLIOPE, AND NOTICES HER PIN CUSHION HAT.
NICK: (CONT'D) She's one-of-a-kind...
LOUIS: Can I take some of this stuff now?
NICK: Yeah. The checks for the linen service and the printers are ready to go. (SIGHS) I'm just glad the liquor license finally showed up today.
LOUIS: It wouldn't be the same without it.
NICK: I wouldn't have opened without it. Or you, my friend. (BEAT) You and I, we're really simpatico here...
LOUIS: The beginning of a beautiful friendship?
NICK: (LAUGHING) So to speak.
ON STAGE, SAM STARTS TO WARM UP ON THE PIANO. LYNN WALKS UP TO THE MICROPHONE.
LYNN: Testing...
SAM GIVES LYNN THE THUMBS UP, AND THEN STARTS TO PLAY. LYNN BEGINS TO SING "JUST FOR TONIGHT." AS LYNN SINGS, NICK TURNS AROUND IN HIS SEAT AND FOCUSES ON THE STAGE. HOLD ON NICK, ENTRANCED.
CUT TO: THE ISLAND. JOHN AND HOLLY ARE IN A SMALL POWERBOAT ON THEIR WAY TO A SMALL ISLAND.
HOLLY: Where are we going?
JOHN: To our own private, deserted island.
HOLLY: I hope there's more than raw fish there. I'm starving.
JOHN SMILES. AS WE HEAR CSN'S "SOUTHERN CROSS " BEGIN TO PLAY, WE SEE A MONTAGE: THE BOAT DOCKS. JOHN TELLS THE PILOT TO COME BACK IN 6 HOURS. THE PILOT LEAVES. JOHN LEADS HOLLY THROUGH SOME DENSE PLANT LIFE, AROUND A HILL OF ROCKS, AND DEEP INTO THE ISLAND. THE MUSIC FADES AS JOHN AND HOLLY NEAR THEIR DESTINATION.
HOLLY: (CONT'D) John, I'm famished. Are we getting near where we're going?
JOHN: All right. It's over there. (JOHN POINTS.)
HOLLY LOOKS TO HER LEFT AND BREATHES IN DEEPLY. THERE IS A TROPICAL GROTTO-NATURAL POND, AND A SMALL WATERFALL. THE PAIR WALK TO A BAMBOO AND FABRIC SHELTER. HOLLY SEES THAT IN FRONT OF THE SHELTER IS A BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE CHILLING. THERE ARE SEVERAL BLANKETS ON THE GROUND, WITH A PICNIC LUNCH SPREAD OUT.
HOLLY: Oh, John. (BEAT) Oh, John.
JOHN: Yes.
HOLLY: You did all this for me?
JOHN: I did. You like?
HOLLY: Definitely...
JOHN: Good. I wanted it to be as special as you are.
JOHN PICKS UP THE BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE AND FILLS THE TWO GLASSES. HE HANDS ONE TO HOLLY.
HOLLY: Thank you. (BEAT) May I make the first toast?
JOHN: Whatever will make my lady happy.
HOLLY: To John... who put the "man" in romance. You have officially swept me off my feet.
THEY CLINK GLASSES AND DRINK. OUT ON THEIR TOAST.
UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL CAFETERIA. MICKEY AND MAGGIE ARE SITTING DOWN AT A TABLE. MICKEY SETS A LARGE PAPER BAG DOWN AND BEGINS REMOVING SMALL WHITE CARTONS FROM IT.
MICKEY: Here we are...
MAGGIE: Thanks for picking up lunch, honey. I had a craving for Chinese.
MICKEY: My pleasure. I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner. I was in a marathon meeting with a client.
MAGGIE: Don't worry about it. With the way our schedules have been, lately, I'm just glad we get to have lunch together at all.
MICKEY: I know, things have been hectic. I'm sorry...
MAGGIE: (INTERRUPTING) Oh, stop apologizing. It's not like you're avoiding me, or something.
MICKEY: Absolutely not.
MAGGIE: So I'm not concerned. And you shouldn't be, either.
MICKEY: (SMILING) Yes, ma'am.
MAGGIE: Now, what about tonight?
MICKEY: Bill called me just before I left the office.
MAGGIE: And?
MICKEY: And he's talked Mom into going out to dinner tonight.
MAGGIE: Oh, good... Today must be terribly hard on her.
MICKEY: It's hard on all of us. But we'll have the family together tonight, so that'll make it a little easier to handle.
MAGGIE: (SADLY) I can understand how Alice feels. I remember what it was like when you were in South America, and we all thought you were dead.
MICKEY PUTS HIS HAND ON MAGGIE'S.
MAGGIE: (CONT'D) If I lost you again, I don't know what I'd do. I can't imagine going on without you.
MICKEY: You know I feel the same way. To me, a life without you in it wouldn't be worth living.
MICKEY TAKES HER HAND AND KISSES IT.
MAGGIE: Then I think we should make a deal.
MICKEY: What kind of a deal?
MAGGIE: We have to stick with each other, no matter what. I promise not to go and die on you, and you promise the same thing to me.
MICKEY: You've got a deal. I promise.
MAGGIE: (SMILING) Good!
MICKEY: Would you like me to draw up a contract?
MAGGIE: I don't think that'll be necessary. A verbal contract's good enough for me. Don't you think?
MICKEY: If it's good enough for you, it's good enough for me.
MAGGIE: But, just to make sure... I think we should seal it with a kiss.
MICKEY: (LEANING TOWARD MAGGIE) Now, that's my kind of contract...
MAGGIE LEANS OVER AND THE TWO OF THEM KISS. KAYLA AND MARCUS WALK PAST, CARRYING THEIR EMPTY LUNCH TRAYS.
MARCUS: Hey, you two, break it up! I thought your anniversary was on Valentine's Day.
MICKEY AND MAGGIE RELUCTANTLY BREAK APART.
MICKEY: Maggie is so beautiful, I feel like every day is our anniversary! (BEAT) Wait until you and Kayla are married, you'll see what I mean.
KAYLA: Speaking of anniversaries, isn't today Tom and Alice's? How is Alice doing?
MAGGIE: (SURPRISED) Aren't you a dear to remember that, Kayla. She seems to be doing okay most of the time. We're all having dinner together tonight at Euterpe, so she doesn't dwell on the loss.
KAYLA: That's a good idea. I'm sure Alice will appreciate it.
BILL WALKS UP WITH A LUNCH TRAY.
BILL: (TO MICKEY AND MAGGIE) Can I join you two, or will it be too much to eat two meals in a row with me?
KAYLA: Excuse us, we'll leave you to your lunch.
BILL: Don't run off on my account.
MARCUS: (GRINNING) We're not. We've already taken our customary 3 hour break.
KAYLA: Come on, Doctor. I think I hear a patient calling you...
MARCUS: (STRETCHING) This work, it's grueling...
BILL, MICKEY AND MAGGIE LAUGH AS KAYLA AND MARCUS WALK AWAY. KAYLA TAKES MARCUS' ARM.
KAYLA: I know a bit how Alice is feeling today. The first anniversary without Steve was really tough.
MARCUS: How could it not be? You two shared so much.
KAYLA: You continue to amaze me, Marcus Hunter. You always understand exactly how I'm feeling and cheer me up. (BEAT) You didn't even mind going to the cemetery with me on Steve's birthday.
MARCUS: Well, why wouldn't I go with you? I needed to tell my homey how lucky I feel that we're in love and getting married. (BEAT) I have a feeling he knew about it already, though.
KAYLA: Me, too. I'm sure that where ever he is, Steve is just as happy as we are.
OUT ON KAYLA'S SMILE.
UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL CAFETERIA. BILL IS SITTING WITH MICKEY AND MAGGIE. IN PROGRESS.
BILL: Everything's set for the party tonight?
MAGGIE: Yes. Doug's taking care of the arrangements at Euterpe, and Mickey and I have called everyone to let them know.
BILL: Good. Mom will be happy.
MICKEY: How's she doing today?
BILL: She's being strong, but I can tell she's covering her emotions.
MAGGIE: Sounds like Alice.
BILL: To get her mind off today, I convinced her to go shopping with Rosie.
MICKEY: Good idea. (TO MAGGIE) I know that shopping always makes you feel better.
BILL: That remedy seems to apply to several women I know.
MAGGIE SHAKES A FINGER AT BOTH BILL AND MICKEY.
MAGGIE: Watch it you two! You're dancing pretty close to a sexist stereotype.
BILL: You're right. My apologies, Maggie.
MICKEY: I'm sorry, too, sweetheart.
MAGGIE: I understand. (BEAT) On a more pleasant note, Bill, were you able to take care of Alice's surprise?
BILL: Yes, it's all ready.
MAGGIE: Is it as special as we all hoped it would be?
BILL: It's better than that.
MICKEY: Then, it's guaranteed to make Mom as happy as she could be... considering.
BILL: If anything will do it, this will.
HOLD ON BILL'S CONFIDENCE.
CUT TO: NICK'S CAFE AMERICAIN. LYNN, SAM AND NICK. IN PROGRESS.
LYNN: (SINGING)
Baby, just for tonight, let me give myself to you... And all I ask is just for
tonight, love me like you used to do...
AS SHE SINGS, LYNN NOTICES NICK'S ATTENTION AND SMILES. SHE BEGINS SLOWLY MAKING HER WAY OFF THE STAGE TOWARD NICK. NICK SMILES AS LYNN APPROACHES.
LYNN: (CONT'D) (SINGING)
And I promise that I won't cry, I won't ask you why... I won't even try to change
your feelings...
LYNN IS NOW STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF NICK. SHE REACHES OUT WITH HER FREE HAND AND PUTS IT ON THE BACK OF NICK'S NECK.
LYNN: (CONT'D) (SINGING)
If you just hold me tight... Just once more, just for tonight...
SHE MOVES CLOSER, PUTTING HER ARM LEISURELY AROUND NICK'S NECK. HE PUTS AN ARM AROUND HER WAIST.
LYNN: (CONT'D) (SINGING)
All I want is one more night, So why don't you come to me, let me dream... This
night means everything to me, All I ask is for tonight... Baby just hold me tight...
Come to me, let me dream... This night means everything to me...
AS SAM PLAYS THE CLOSING NOTES OF THE SONG, LYNN DROPS HER ARM AND HOLDS THE MICROPHONE AT HER SIDE. HER OTHER ARM IS STILL DRAPED AROUND NICK'S NECK. EVE WALKS IN THE FRONT ENTRANCE. EVE SEES NICK AND LYNN AND IS STUNNED. SHE QUICKLY RECOVERS, AND HER EXPRESSION TURNS TO ONE OF ANGER. EVE APPROACHES NICK AND LYNN.
NICK: (AWESTRUCK) (TO LYNN) That was... that was...
LYNN LEANS DOWN, AS IF TO KISS NICK.
EVE: I should've known.
NICK TURNS AND SEES EVE. HE QUICKLY STANDS AS LYNN MOVES AWAY FROM HIM.
NICK: Evie, what are you doin' here?
EVE: Obviously making a big mistake.
NICK: Eve, come on...
EVE: Save it.
EVE LOOKS SUSPICIOUSLY AT LYNN.
EVE: (CONT'D) Getting back into the old business, Nick?
NICK: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
EVE: You know exactly what I mean.
NICK: How dare...
BEFORE HE CAN SAY ANYTHING MORE, EVE TURNS AND STORMS OUT. NICK STARES AFTER HER.
LYNN: Um... Maybe you should go after your... girlfriend?
NICK TURNS TO LYNN, SHAKING HIS HEAD.
LYNN: (CONT'D) Wife?
NICK: No.
LYNN: If you don't mind my asking... what is she?
NICK: She's part of my past. (BEAT) Let's just leave it at that.
HOLD ON NICK.
CUT TO: "DESERTED" ISLAND. JOHN AND HOLLY ARE RECLINING ON THE BLANKETS IN THE LEAN-TO. THE REMAINS OF LUNCH ARE SPREAD OUT IN FRONT OF THEM. JOHN PICKS UP THE BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE AND HOLDS IT OUT TO HOLLY.
JOHN: More champagne?
HOLLY: (EXTENDING HER GLASS) Mmmm. Please.
JOHN POURS A LITTLE TOO QUICKLY AND SOME CHAMPAGNE SPLASHES ON HOLLY'S LEG.
JOHN: Oops... Let me help you with that.
JOHN GETS A CLOTH AND BEGINS TO BLOT HOLLY'S LEG RATHER SENSUOUSLY. SOON THE CHAMPAGNE IS FORGOTTEN AS JOHN MOVES CLOSER AND KISSES HOLLY. HOLLY BREAKS AWAY AND RUNS HER FINGERS UP AND DOWN JOHN'S ARM.
HOLLY: Is it time for dessert?
JOHN: I was thinking of a swim first, then dessert.
HOLLY BEGINS TO KISS JOHN'S EAR.
HOLLY: You're not supposed to swim for an hour after eating.
JOHN: (CHUCKLING) I'm not suggesting laps or a race! Just a little dip.
JOHN STANDS UP AND PULLS HOLLY TO HER FEET. HE DRAWS HER TO THE WATER'S EDGE. HE KNEELS DOWN AND PUTS A HAND IN THE WATER. SCOOPING UP A HANDFUL OF WATER, HE LETS IT TRICKLE DOWN HOLLY'S LEG AND FOOT.
JOHN: (CONT'D) See? It's warm, like bath water.
HOLLY: Then I suppose we should wear what we usually do in the bath.
JOHN STANDS UP. WE SEE THEIR FEET AS THEIR CLOTHES PUDDLE TO THE GROUND. JOHN'S FEET STEP INTO THE WATER, AND THEN HOLLY'S. WE SEE THE WATERFALL AND THEN THE MIDDLE OF THE POND, WHERE JOHN AND HOLLY ARE JUST SURFACING. HOLLY SMOOTHS BACK HER HAIR.
HOLLY: (CONT'D) This whole day has been absolutely wonderful, John. Thank you.
JOHN SWIMS CLOSER AND EMBRACES HOLLY, KISSING HER NECK.
JOHN: The day isn't over yet. I've got lots more things planned.
HOLLY: Like?
JOHN: (TEASING) How would you like to break the record for longest underwater kiss?
HOLLY: Did I ever tell you I can hold my breath for two minutes?
JOHN: No, you didn't... Shall we see if you're still in practice?
HOLLY: Let's...
OUT ON JOHN AND HOLLY KISSING AND SLIDING UNDER THE WATER.
EUTERPE / KITCHEN. EVE IS DARTING AROUND THE KITCHEN. THE STAFF IS BECOMING MORE AND MORE IRRITABLE AS EVE BECOMES MORE AND MORE AGITATED.
EVE: Jasmin... Table 6 wants more wine. Jay, table 20 needs more bread. Dave, people are really backing up in the bar. Let's get these tables turned over faster.
DAVE: Short of pulling people out of here by their hair, exactly how do you suggest I do that?
EVE: That's your job. You figure it out.
DAVE, SHAKING HIS HEAD, LEAVES THE KITCHEN. EVE TURNS TOWARDS THE CHEF.
EVE: (CONT'D) Aki...
AKI IS LOOKING AT EVE AND TAPPING A BUTCHER KNIFE AGAINST THE COUNTER.
EVE: (CONT'D) (SMILING DEMURELY) Aki, you just keep doing the bang-up job you always do. (TURNING TO THE STAFF NOT HOLDING LARGE BLADES) C'mon, people, we have hungry customers out there. Let's get a move on.
IAN ENTERS THE KITCHEN. EVE SEES HIM AND IMMEDIATELY POUNCES.
EVE: (CONT'D) Ian, I need to see you.
IAN CROSSES THE KITCHEN TO EVE.
EVE: (CONT'D) Ian, the music is too loud. It should be background music. It's drowning out conversation.
IAN: You know, Eve, I've noticed that when you get like this, there's usually something bothering you.
EVE: Get like what?
IAN: Like this. When you start bossing people around and picking out any fault so you can criticize.
EVE: I'm bossy, huh?
IAN: So, what's troubling you, Eve?
EVE: I told you, Ian, the music's too loud. That's what's bothering me.
IAN: So, there aren't any personal problems you'd like to talk about?
EVE: Nothing more personal than that the music is too loud.
IAN: So, it isn't anything to do with Nick Corelli?
EVE: Listen to me. I will say this slowly so that even you can understand. I will say it one more time and then I want you to stop badgering me. The only thing that is bothering me tonight is that the music is too loud.
IAN: Fine. You know where to find me when you're ready to talk.
EVE: Great. (SHOUTING) In the meantime, turn down the damn music.
HOLD ON EVE.
CUT TO: DESERTED ISLAND. JOHN AND HOLLY ARE RECLINING ON THE BEACH. THEY ARE NOT WEARING ANY CLOTHING, BUT HAVE BEACH TOWELS WRAPPED AROUND THEM. JOHN APPEARS PENSIVE.
HOLLY: Why the serious face? Not regretting what just happened, I hope.
JOHN: Oh no, not at all. In fact, I was just thinking about how much the last few days have meant to me.
HOLLY: Good. They've meant a lot to me, too.
JOHN: I feel so alive, Hol. Spending time with you has been good for me.
HOLLY: I'm glad to have such a good effect on you. You make me feel pretty wonderful, as well...
HOLLY LEANS INTO JOHN AND KISSES HIM.
HOLLY: (CONT'D) (TEASING) Did that feel good?
JOHN: More than you could imagine. (BEAT) Don't get me wrong, the physical thing between the two of us is beyond incredible. But, it's more.
HOLLY: More?
JOHN: Yeah. I feel like my life might have meaning again. I'm ready to start living, and it's all because of you.
HOLLY: Wow, I'm flattered. But, I think maybe the sun's getting to you.
JOHN: No, Hol, I'm serious. (BEAT) I know we haven't known each other very long, but... (JOHN TAKES A DEEP BREATH) would you consider coming back to Salem with me?
HOLLY: (SURPRISED) What did you just say?
JOHN: Come back with me.
HOLLY: No offense, but why would I want to do that?
JOHN: Because of us. Hasn't the last few days meant something to you?
HOLLY: Of course it did, but... (REALIZATION DAWNS) Oh no.
JOHN: Holly?
HOLLY: I thought you and I were on the same wavelength. We both wanted a nice holiday with a wonderful, fun, and sexy companion.
JOHN: Exactly, but...
HOLLY: But nothing. That's it. To be honest, I don't have any plans or interest in anything long-term.
JOHN IS STUNNED AND SNAPS HIS HEAD BACK AS IF HE WERE HIT.
JOHN: Whoa!
HOLLY: I'm sorry, John. I don't want to hurt you, but I don't want any misunderstandings between the two of us either.
JOHN LOOKS DOWN AT THE SAND AND DOES NOT REPLY. IN THE DISTANCE, A MOTORBOAT CAN BE HEARD.
HOLLY: (CONT'D) The boat's about here. (GENTLY) Listen, maybe I'd better take it back alone, and send it back for you later.
JOHN: (ABSENTLY) Yeah, sure. Whatever.
HOLLY: I'm going to go change. I'm sorry, John.
HOLLY LEANS OVER AND KISSES JOHN ON THE CHEEK. SHE STANDS UP, AND WALKS AWAY. HOLD ON JOHN'S CHAGRIN.
CUT TO: EUTERPE. ALL THE HORTONS HAVE GATHERED FOR DINNER. MICKEY, MAGGIE, JENNIFER, JACK AND ROSIE ARE ALREADY SEATED AT A LARGE TABLE. ABIGAIL IS IN A HIGH CHAIR NEXT TO JENNIFER. JULIE, ROBERT AND CJ COME IN TOGETHER AND STOP TO GREET DOUG. CAROLINE AND SHAWN ALSO ARRIVE AND EVERYONE GATHERS AROUND THE TABLE AND TAKES THEIR SEATS.
MAGGIE: Caroline, Shawn, I am so glad you could make it tonight.
CAROLINE: Thank you for inviting us, Maggie.
MAGGIE: Since the Hortons and the Bradys have been so close over the years, it was only natural to include you.
SHAWN: Alice is a good woman and a good friend. We're happy to help in her time of need.
CAROLINE: And Robert, I'm so happy to see you here as well. How are you feeling?
ROBERT: Much better, thank you, Caroline.
CJ: Papa is improving by leaps and bounds, isn't he Julie?
JULIE: He certainly is. (BEAT) Doug, darling, when are Grandma and Uncle Bill due to arrive?
DOUG: Any moment now. Mickey, you've got the cards?
MICKEY HOLDS UP A BASKET AND BEGINS FLIPPING THROUGH THE CARDS.
MICKEY: Right here! Everyone remembered. We've got cards from Sarah and Melissa... Marie... Tommy... Jessica and Josh... David... Scotty... There's even a telegram from Mike, Robin and Jeremy.
JULIE: And I sent Grandma some flowers at the house, just in case she thought we forgot.
ROSIE: Alice would never think that, Julie.
JACK: I'm sure she knows we're up to something.
JENNIFER: How would she know? We've been pretty good at keeping it a secret.
JACK RAISES AN EYEBROW AT JENNIFER, CAUSING HER TO LAUGH.
JACK: Secret? She's a Horton, isn't she? She's probably been detecting and snooping since the minute she caught wind of the plot...
JENNIFER PLAYFULLY HITS JACK AS EVERYONE LAUGHS. JUST THEN, BILL AND ALICE COME THROUGH THE DOOR. ALICE STOPS IN SURPRISE WHEN SHE SEES THE WHOLE CROWD. BILL PATS HER ARM AND SMILES.
JULIE: Surprise, Grandma!
MAGGIE: You don't mind us crashing your date with Bill, do you?
ALICE: (SLIGHTLY TEARY) Mind? Of course not! An evening with all my family and friends around me is just what I needed. (BEAT) Thank you all.
OUT ON BILL USHERING ALICE TO HER SEAT AS THE GUEST OF HONOR.
ISLAND. JOHN IS SITTING ON A BLANKET, SURROUNDED BY THE REMNANTS OF HIS PICNIC WITH HOLLY. AS JOHN WATCHES THE SUN START TO SET, WE HEAR SIMPLY RED'S "HOLDING BACK THE YEARS. " MONTAGE BEGINS. WE SEE DANIELLE, PLAYFULLY TOUSLING JOHN'S HAIR.
DANIELLE: I love you, John...
WE SEE KATERINA, ARGUING WITH JOHN.
KATERINA: I hate you!
KATERINA PICKS UP A VASE AND THROWS IT AT JOHN. THE VASE HITS THE FLOOR AND SHATTERS. WE SEE STEVE'S APARTMENT UNDER SHENANIGANS, WHERE THE BANDAGED PAWN IS BEING KEPT.
STEVE: Don't worry, dude...
WE SEE UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL. THE PAWN SEES A NAME ON A PLAQUE, AND ADOPTS IT AS HIS OWN... JOHN BLACK. WE SEE MARLENA, AS SHE DEDUCES THAT THE MYSTERY MAN CALLED JOHN BLACK IS NOT STEFANO DIMERA, BUT IN FACT HER HUSBAND, ROMAN BRADY. WE SEE THE WEDDING CEREMONY OF "ROMAN" (JOHN) AND MARLENA.
MARLENA: I love you...
WE SEE THE CARIBBEAN ISLAND, WHERE "ROMAN" (JOHN) WATCHES HELPLESSLY AS THE PLANE MARLENA IS ABOARD CRASHES INTO THE SEA. WE SEE CARRIE, SAMMI AND ERIC WITH "ROMAN," (JOHN) AS THEY DEAL WITH THE LOSS OF MARLENA.
CARRIE: I love you, Dad...
WE SEE VICTOR'S HOUSE, AS "ROMAN" (JOHN) TRIES TO GET YVETTE TO LEAVE WITH HIM. WE SEE "ROMAN" (JOHN) AND DIANA, AS THEY PLAN FOR THEIR WEDDING.
DIANA: I love you, Roman...
WE SEE "ROMAN" (JOHN) BEING ACCIDENTLY SHOT BY DIANA. WE SEE MIAMI, AS "ROMAN" (JOHN) CARES FOR A WOUNDED ISABELLA. WE SEE ERNESTO'S ISLAND HIDEAWAY, WHERE ISABELLA IS BEING POISONED. WE SEE SALEM, WHERE CARRIE ISN'T DEALING WELL WITH HER FATHER'S LATEST RELATIONSHIP.
CARRIE: I want to go live with Mom.
WE SEE THE PIER, AS MARLENA APPEARS OUT OF THE MIST.
ROMAN: Doc...
MARLENA: Oh Roman...
WE SEE SHAWN AND CAROLINE'S, WHERE CAROLINE TRIES TO DETERMINE IF THE MAN SHE'S CONSIDERED HER SON FOR THESE PAST FEW YEARS IS TRULY HER SON.
CAROLINE: You're not Roman...
WE SEE CHITZEN ITZA. JOHN SITS WITH THE PREGNANT ISABELLA. JOHN DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW THAT STEFANO IS DEAD AND JOHN HAS NO PAST OF HIS OWN.
ISABELLA: Roman, John... it doesn't matter. (BEAT) I love you.
WE SEE THE ALAMAIN HOUSE. JOHN IS ATTACKING LAWRENCE, WHOM JOHN FOUND IN BED WITH CARRIE.
VIVIAN: Don't! He's your brother!
WE SEE THE LOFT, WHERE A HAPPY JOHN AND ISABELLA PREPARE THE NURSERY. WE SEE THE CHURCH AS ISABELLA GIVES BIRTH TO BRADY IN THE BACK ROOM, THEN MARRIES JOHN BEFORE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL.
ISABELLA: I love you...
WE SEE ITALY. JOHN WATCHES HELPLESSLY AS ISABELLA DIES IN HIS ARMS. HE LOOKS SKYWARD FOR HIS STAR. WE SEE SALEM AIRPORT. MARLENA COMES TO JOHN'S PLANE, AND THE TWO START TO MAKE LOVE. WE SEE THE ISLAND'S POND, AS JOHN AND HOLLY KISS PASSIONATELY. FADE OUT OF THE MONTAGE, AND BACK IN TO JOHN, AS HE SITS ON THE BEACH.
JOHN: (SOTTO VOCE) Alone again... naturally.
THE RUNNING LIGHTS OF THE LAUNCH BECOME VISIBLE. JOHN GETS UP OFF THE BLANKET, AND STARTS TO GET DRESSED. HOLD ON JOHN'S SADNESS.
CUT TO: EUTERPE. JACK AND JENNIFER ARE TALKING TO BILL, MICKEY AND MAGGIE. BO BRADY AND SHAWN-DOUGLAS ARE TALKING TO ROBERT. ROSIE IS HOLDING ABIGAIL AND TALKING TO CAROLINE. CJ IS TALKING TO SHAWN. MAX IS POUTING IN A CORNER. KAYLA AND MARCUS ARE NEARBY. JO AND VERN TALK TO JULIE AND ALICE.
JO: Alice, where did you find that dress? It's beautiful.
ALICE: Thank you, Jo. I got it at that new shop in Salem Mall. Oh, what's the name of it... You know...
DOUG WALKS OUT.
DOUG: Attention, everyone. Can I have everyone's attention? Bill Horton has something he'd like to say.
DOUG WALKS OVER TO THE STAGE AS BILL COMES TO THE FRONT CARRYING A GIFT. BILL SETS DOWN THE LARGE, FLAT BEAUTIFULLY WRAPPED GIFT ON AN EASEL THAT RESTS CENTERSTAGE.
BILL: I'm glad to see everyone here tonight. It's a big event in the Horton household, celebrating the day Tom and Alice tied the knot. And, to honor this day, we would like to present our mother, Alice Horton, with this...
THE PAINTING IS UNVEILED. IT IS A FRAMED PORTRAIT OF TOM AND ALICE HORTON'S WEDDING PICTURE. ALICE'S EYES WELL WITH TEARS, SHE PULLS OUT A HANDKERCHIEF AND WIPES HER EYES. EVERYONE APPLAUDS. BILL STEPS OFF STAGE. DOUG TURNS TO ALICE AND SIGNALS MARTY, WHO BEGINS TO PLAY.
DOUG: Alice, this is for you and Tom... (SINGING)
I'll be loving you, always...
DOUG BEGINS SINGING "ALWAYS." FADE TO: AN EARLIER ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION AT DOUG'S PLACE, MARCH 1980. IN THE BACKGROUND ARE LARGE PHOTOS OF TOM AND ALICE FROM THEIR WEDDING DAY. DOUG AND THE HORTONS ARE SINGING "ALWAYS." WE SEE MARIE, THEN MAGGIE AND MICKEY. WE SEE BILL TURN TO LAURA. WE SEE ROBERT LOOKING TOWARD JULIE. JULIE LOOKING LOVINGLY AT DOUG. FADE BACK TO: EUTERPE. DOUG WALKS OFF THE STAGE TO ALICE. HE HOLDS OUT THE MICROPHONE AND ALICE AND DOUG FINISH THE SONG.
DOUG/ALICE:
Not for just an hour... Not for just a day... Not for just a year...
But always...
EVERYONE STANDS UP AND CHEERS. HOLD ON ALICE'S SMILE. AND OUT. FADE TO BLACK.