Days of Our Lives Transcript Monday 5/24/04 - Canada; Tuesday 5/25/04 - U.S.A.
Provided by Eric
Proofread by Naila
Bo: Damn. Shawn's still not answering.
Hope: Why didn't you leave a message?
Bo: His voice mail's full.
Hope: I know he's a man. He can take care of himself, but I'm telling you, he always checks in.
Bo: Hope, maybe his battery's dead. Or he's out in the middle of nowhere and he can't charge up his -- listen. He probably doesn't even know that Marlena's dead.
Hope: We've been so consumed with this serial killer investigation for months and months that I just -- I can't make myself relax. It's hard to believe that it's really over.
Bo: It's not over. Not until my father's killer is caught and punished. Nicole's walking around that mansion, spending my father's money, playing the part of the grieving widow -- poorly.
Hope: Hey, we all know that Nicole wanted Victor dead, but if we haven't made a case by now, do you really think we'll ever have enough evidence to charge her?
Bo: Damn right we will. I'm not letting my father's killer get off scot-eeee.
Nicole: I finally got Crystal taken care of. Now I can start moving on with my life.
[Knock on door]
Brady: I'll get it.
Crystal: Hi-ya! Hi, Nicole.
Brady: You two know each other?
Crystal: Of course she knows me. I'm Nicole's long-lost friend Crystal. Isn't that right, Nicky?
Lucas: Okay. Yeah, let me know. All right. Your grandpa Shawn said that will's gonna spend the night at his house. They're gonna go to the science fair together.
Sami: That'll be a nice distraction for him.
Lucas: Your grandpa also asked about you. I wasn't sure what I should say.
Sami: If anybody asks, feel free to tell them that I am miserable.
Lucas: I'd rather tell them you're doing better.
Sami: Well, that would be a lie.
Lucas: Come on, Sami, it doesn't have to be.
Sami: Nothing could cheer me up.
Lucas: Why don't we go out for a real nice dinner?
Sami: Are you asking me out on a date?
Kate: Only someone as vile as Sami would use her mother's death to worm her way back into my son's life. Well, I'm just not going to let her.
John: Hello, joelle.
Joelle: Mr. Black. I'm so surprised to see you. I mean, under the circumstances.
John: Well, work's piling up. Got to take care of it.
Joelle: I'm so sorry about your loss.
John: Thanks. I assume the monthly reports are on my desk.
Joelle: Well, actually ms. Roberts already amended those reports and sent them down to accounting.
John: Kate's been covering for me?
Kate: I wouldn't put it that way.
John: Kate, these reports had to take hours. When did you have time? You were at the funeral with me.
Kate: I did those last night.
John: Look, I appreciate everything you're doing here, but you can't keep up these crazy hours anymore.
Kate: Since Roman died, work has been the only thing that has kept me from going crazy.
John: Well, I can understand that. I couldn't bring myself to go back to the empty penthouse after the funeral. Didn't really know what to do, so I just came here.
Kate: See, that's been my therapy strategy.
John: Does it work?
Kate: No, not really.
John: Didn't think so. Guess we're just gonna have to figure out something else, then, huh?
Kate: We'll help each other.
Marlena: I can't die. I'm alive. [Sobbing] [Gasps] Aah! Aah! Aah! [Screaming]
Alice: Hello, darling. I've been waiting for you.
Alice: Yes. Now.
Marlena: Oh. I knew it. I'm dead.
Alice: Oh, no, you're not. You're not dead. You're alive. I'm alive. We're very much alive.
Marlena: [Gasps] Oh. What's happening? Alice? Alice? Oh. Oh. Oh! Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho.
Sami: Lucas, I don't want to go out.
Lucas: Come on, Sami. You can't spend the rest of your life inside crying and feeling sorry for yourself.
Sami: I have a right to be sad.
Lucas: Yes, you do. But it doesn't do you any good being alone and keeping your feelings inside. It's like when you got drunk after your mom's confession.
Sami: How about you not remind me of that night, Lucas?
Lucas: How about you tell me what I can do for you? I wish I knew what to do.
Sami: Well, I'll tell you what you can do for me, Lucas. You can leave me alone.
Lucas: All right. Sure, I'll leave you alone. No problem.
Sami: Who are you calling?
Lucas: Well, since you declined my gracious invitation to dinner, maybe I'll just call my mom. That's right, I'll call my mom, we'll hang out. She loves to hang with me and you, too. It'll be great.
Sami: That is a dirty trick, general. You know that if you call her, she'll come over here, she'll come into my apartment. You know I don't want to be in the same room with her. She'll come up with some way to torture me.
Lucas: It's your call, Sami.
Sami: Never mind. You win. I'll go get my purse.
Kate: [Sighs] Can I get you a drink?
John: Hell yeah. Only if you make it a double.
Kate: You got it.
Kate: I know how you feel about not wanting to go home. I haven't wanted to step foot in Roman's house. I mean, technically, it is my home. But I can't imagine living there. There's just, uh... too many memories, you know? I -- I should probably just sell it.
John: Nah, nah. Don't do anything just yet. I know for a fact that Roman would want you to live there when the time is right.
Kate: I can't imagine the time ever being right.
John: You know, when doc asked me to move out of the penthouse, I never thought for a second that was the last time we'd ever be under the same roof. You know, I thought we had all the time in the world, and I thought that our love was so strong that it would make everything right. And I can understand why Sami wished so badly for her mother to be alive that she actually thought she heard Marlena's voice from the grave.
John: Aw. I'm ahead of my-- I forgot. You weren't there. You took will home.
Kate: What -- what happened?
John: Kate, we actually opened the casket at the gravesite just to convince her.
Kate: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. That had to have been horrible.
John: She died in my arms. She was embalmed. I saw her at the funeral home. I saw her at the church. And still there was a part of me that thought that maybe sh-- that sh-- she was so peaceful... yet she was so dead. And I don't know how to accept that, but I have to because she is gone... and she's never coming back.
Alice: You must have so many questions. Ha ha ha ha.
Marlena: This is just the strangest dream I ever had. It's so real.
Alice: Well, darling, it is real.
Marlena: Oh. I must have passed out in my casket from lack of oxygen. So I'm hallucinating. Yeah, if I just -- if I just concentrate...
Alice: Darling, that is unnecessary.
Marlena: 1... 2... 3.
Alice: I'm still here. And you're still here.
Marlena: It's not possible. I killed you. I am sane, Alice. Do you think I don't know what I'm doing? Do you think I want to kill you? Do you think I wanted to kill any of those people? I had no choice. And you've also left me no choice. I have to kill you. And, um... this would be a pretty good time to die. No, no. I know what I did. I murdered you in cold blood.
Alice: Darling, if that were true, how could I still be alive?
Marlena: I don't know.
Alice: Well, you didn't kill me... and you didn't die, either.
Marlena: Oh, but I did.
John: No! No, no, no, no, no! No!
Marlena: Alice... I was shot. I was gunned down on the roof of the Salem jail. I remember it so clearly. It was the most... horrible few hours of my life. There was a funeral. But if that's true, how can I be here talking to you?
Alice: And yet you are.
Marlena: So... it's not a dream?
Marlena: And you mean that I'm not dead?
Marlena: Oh. Wait a minute, Alice. When I first saw you, you -- you were at Salem place, and now... now you're here in your living room. How did that happen? How did I get from Salem place to here?
Roman: I carried you.
Marlena: [Gasps] Oh. Is it? Is it? Oh. Oh
Sami: Lucas, do you realize the last time we were here was that night that those thugs came after Tony and tried to kill me?
Lucas: Sami, that's not going to happen tonight. Don't worry about it, all right? You're safe as long as you're with me.
Woman: Mr. Roberts?
Woman: I got your call. I have a table ready for you and miss Brady.
Woman: All righty. Right this way.
Lucas: Thank you.
Man: I can't remember what I did...
Hope: You know, this was a really good idea. We needed to get out and get everything off our minds.
Bo: Got that right.
Man #2: Mr. Brady, uh, what can I get you guys?
Hope: Hey, jimmy.
Bo: Hey, yeah, a bottle of your best bubbly.
Jimmy: Sounds nice.
Woman #2: Oh, look at that nice couple over there. Why can't you find a woman like that?
Man: Oh, I already have the perfect woman. Happy birthday, Mom.
Woman #2: Ha ha ha.
Hope: Champagne, huh?
Hope: What's the occasion?
Bo: Well, we've been going non-stop lately. Now that the Salem stalker case is wrapped, first thing tomorrow morning, I'll be kicking my father's murder investigation into high gear. I figured tonight is the only time we could focus on each other.
Hope: Mm. So how do you plan on going about nailing Nicole? And how can I help you?
Bo: No shoptalk tonight.
Hope: Okay, fine. Leave me in suspense. No kisses.
Bo: Aw, ha ha ha. It's very simple. I'm going to keep the pressure on. We're missing something in this investigation, but I'm going to find out what it is, and once I find that piece of irrefutable evidence, Nicole is going to fry.
Crystal: Wow, when does the tour start? Did George Washington sleep here? I mean, this place is amazing. It's like a mansion.
Nicole: It is a mansion.
Crystal: Good work, Nicky. You did okay for yourself.
Brady: I-I'm sorry. How do you two know each other?
Crystal: We go way back.
Nicole: I-I knew Crystal a long time ago.
Brady: Oh, like school.
Crystal: School of hard knocks. We were career gals.
Nicole: She was an actress in the world of adult cinema.
Crystal: I prefer the non-sexist term "actor."
Crystal: I'm Crystal galore. Perhaps you've seen some of my work.
Brady: Uh, no, actually, I havenít. I apologize.
Crystal: Yeah, right. Every red-blooded American male has seen at least one of my movies.
Nicole: This is no ordinary red-blooded male. This is my step-grandson.
Crystal: Right. Well, maybe you two should work together. It might be hot. The grandson/grandmother angle is choice.
Nicole: That's a great idea. You know what? I'll call Larry flynt right away. You know, in the meantime, you -- you really should go, you know? Ha ha.
Crystal: No, you're not going to get rid of me that fast. You see, you owe me. I did what you said. I got rid of Dr. Marlena Evans just like you told me to.
Brady: What was that about Dr. Marlena Evans?
John: Obviously, Marlena's death has been a hell of a blow to our family. But I'm most worried about Samantha right now.
Kate: Well, you know how I feel about Sami.
John: And I know how she feels about me, but I still feel I need to reach out to her. I just can't seem to push through her anger and resentment, though.
Kate: John once you're on Sami's bad list, you never get off.
John: Kate, she has lost both of her parents. I just feel that I need to keep an eye on her from a distance. At least I know that she's in good hands right now.
Kate: Good hands?
John: Look, I know that you hate the fact that Lucas is getting closer to Sami, but he's the only one that can control her right now. And face it -- Lucas is doing the right thing by involving himself in her life. Not only can he handle Sami, but he's there to keep an eye on will, also.
Kate: I know, I know. I know. I promised Roman that I would try to bury the hatchet with his daughter. Oh, but I can't seem to do it. I can't seem to do it, and I'm so afraid that he's up there somewhere looking down and judging me, because I did let him down, and I don't know what else to do.
John: I know for a fact that Roman would understand.
Kate: Do you ever think about it?
John: Think about what?
Kate: About the afterlife, about what happens when we die.
John: Hmm. Well, I went to seminary, not that I remember that part of my life, but... I'd like to think that I believe. But I guess none of us will really know until we get there, huh?
John: I do know one thing -- if there is a hell or a purgatory, you're not going to find doc there, because she is in heaven.
Kate: Well, Roman is in heaven, too. Who knows? Maybe they're up there together.
John: Does that bother you?
Kate: What do you mean?
John: Are you jealous?
Marlena: You're here? I don't know what's happening.
Roman: Doc! Doc, take it easy, take it easy.
Roman: Sit down.
Marlena: Oh. Oh, I'm so dizzy.
Roman: Yes. The stuff they gave us to simulate death is really potent. The effects last a long time. But don't worry. Eventually it'll go away. After that, you'll feel like your old self in no time.
Marlena: I don't want to feel like my old self, Roman. I killed you.
Roman: My God. This can't be happening.
Marlena: It's not possible that you're here. It's you. I killed you... and I killed Alice, too. Oh. Oh. Oh. All righty. I know what's happening here.
Brady: Excuse me, miss galore -- just how did you take care of Dr. Evans?
Nicole: Actually, I can explain that.
Brady: I'm sure you can, Nicole. I'd just like to hear it from your friend. What's your connection to Marlena?
Crystal: I'm not sure I'm going to tell you that.
Brady: Why not? Is it top secret, matter of national security?
Crystal: No, no. I just don't see how it's any of your business.
Nicole: This is Marlena's stepson.
Crystal: He's Marlena's stepson and your step-grandson? What, is everyone related in this town?
Nicole: Just tell him the truth.
Crystal: The truth? Okay. All right, so, um, here it goes. It's like this. Um... well, as Nicole mentioned before, I was once a bright and shining star in the heaven that is known as the adult film world.
Brady: I'm sorry. Heaven and world, that -- I think you're mixing up your metaphors there.
Nicole: Never mind. Just go on, crys.
Crystal: Well, where was I?
Brady: Your illustrious film career.
Crystal: Oh, right, okay. After my meteoric rise to stardom in the acclaimed "attack of the 7-foot sexpot," things kind of cooled off for me work-wise. I-I just wanted people to take me seriously as an actor. But you know, those really good art house porn roles are difficult to find.
Brady: Yeah. So I'm sorry, I'm not getting how this has anything to do with Dr. Marlena Evans.
Crystal: I'm coming to that. I was at the end of my rope, and so I -- I checked into one of Marlena evans's rehab programs.
Brady: Rehab programs. I was unaware that she had a rehab program. Where was that?
Nicole: The free clinic.
Crystal: Right, the free clinic, and Nicky was the one who sent me there, right, Nick?
Crystal: And, um, then I heard the news about poor Dr. Evans, and I stood outside that free clinic all day long, and I collected money, and I set up this, you know, kind of... fund in her honour, and Nicole promised that whatever money I could raise, she would match, and so I'm here to collect.
Nicole: Yeah, so, you see, Brady, there's nothing fishy going on here, even though you'd like to think there is. So, Crystal, I will take care of those money problems. You can just go.
Crystal: Oh, I'm not going to go until I get what I came for.
Lucas: Come on, you got to end this hunger strike soon, Sami. You got to eat something.
Sami: No, I donít.
Lucas: Your fries look good. They look real good. I might steal them. Here I go. I'm going to steal them.
Sami: If I eat one, Lucas -- I just don't think I could even get it down.
Lucas: Come on. Mayday, mayday. Tower, this is potato 2409,, seeking emergency landing.
Sami: Lucas, you're being ridiculous.
Lucas: Come on, it works with will all the time. Just eat it.
Sami: It worked with will when he was 4.
Lucas: Ah, what's this? Running out of fuel. Can't make it to the hangar. Tower, please, take me -- there you go. Good. That wasn't so bad, was it? Good girl. Eat some more.
Sami: Why are you being so nice to me?
Lucas: Because you've been through hell in the last couple weeks, and I want you to know that I'm here for you, but not in a bad way, all right? I don't want to annoy you. I don't want to aggravate you any more than I have.
Sami: You know, I think that's what's been missing in our relationship lately -- aggravation. Maybe it would cheer me up if you did something to really irritate me. Come on, Lucas. Give it your best shot, just for old times' sake. Do something to really make me mad.
Lucas: How about we dance?
Lucas: Come on, let's dance. Nobody on the dance floor. Let's cut a rug. Let's see what you got.
Sami: You're right. There is no one on the dance floor. What, do they think Chloe lane's playing next?
Lucas: Ooh, ooh. A cutting remark. That's the Sami I know and love. There you go.
Sami: You know, Lucas, it didn't work. You asking me to dance did not aggravate me at all.
Lucas: Maybe we could still dance -- one little baby dance, please?
Sami: Okay. One dance.
Lucas: All right, good. Thank you.
Sami: Ha ha.
Lucas: My pleasure.
Sami: Ha ha ha.
[Jazz music playing]
Hope: I feel guilty about celebrating so soon after burying another friend, not to mention that our son is M.I.A.
Bo: Hey, Shawn would want you to treat yourself. And as far as burying Marlena, I don't know, her death was inevitable after the havoc she caused in this city. I don't know why she did what she did, but... I want to remember her as a loving friend. I mean, she was part of my family, and those loving times, those are times I want to remember, not these last horrible days.
Hope: Thank you for saying that. I'm glad that we feel the same.
Bo: Well, in that spirit, we should propose a toast.
Sami: Ow. You stepped on my foot.
Lucas: Oh, I'm sorry.
Sami: It's okay.
Lucas: You all right?
Lucas: Is this better?
Lucas: Are you sure?
Sami: Much better. Ha ha ha. Oh, my God.
Sami: Lucas, let me up.
Bo: To Marlena. May she rest in peace.
Sami: Bo, you bastard! I hate you.
Kate: Jealous? Jealous of my dead husband and his dead ex-wife?
John: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.
Kate: I don't know. Maybe you're right. Maybe -- maybe there is an ugly little part of me that feels territorial about my husband because I loved him so much, and we had so little time together. We didn't even have a wedding night. And I've been thinking about Marlena and her confession -- admitting to killing all of those people because she loved my husband, and she didn't want him to marry me.
John: It really doesn't make any sense, does it? Marlena loved me. I know that for a fact.
Kate: I am so sorry. That was -- that was so insensitive of me to talk about... your wife loving -- loving someone else. I don't even know why I'm -- I'm talking about myself anyway. You just lost your wife.
John: And you just lost your husband. And we just need to be there for each other right now.
Kate: I've never told you this before, but next to Roman, you are the most honest, most decent, the strongest man I've ever known.
John: I think you're overstating things a bit here.
Kate: No, I'm not.
John: Yes, you are.
Kate: I'm not. Because I remember when Victor threw me out on my ear, and I had nothing. I was living out of my car, and I was working as a waitress, and you gave me a real job when no one else would.
John: I needed somebody who could run this company who knew what they were doing. And right now, I need some food. Have you had dinner?
Kate: Ha ha. No, you know, actually, I think, um... I think I forgot to eat.
John: Yeah, so did I, so what do you say we grab a bite to eat, and you can fill me in on those reports you did for me, okay?
Kate: I'd like that.
Roman: Doc, what do you mean, you know what's going on here?
Marlena: I'm dead, and this is my eternal punishment. I have to face all the people that I killed.
Roman: No. No, doc, that's not it. You are still alive, and so are we.
Alice: Maybe she'd like a doughnut.
Roman: There wouldn't be doughnuts in purgatory, now, would there?
Marlena: No, no!
Roman: Especially not Alice Hortonís.
Marlena: No, Alice, no, please. That's how I killed you. I suffocated you with doughnuts.
Alice: Well, if that were true, why would I be offering you one of my very special homemade doughnuts right now?
Marlena: Because this is some sick, twisted dream! Because I've done horrible things, things I can't even understand, and now I've got to face you, and I've got to face what I've done.
Alice: Well, she still hasn't heard a word we've said to her.
Roman: Alice, you're absolutely right. Doc... listen to me.
Roman: I didn't want to tell you this until you were physically stronger, but obviously, it can't wait. What I'm about to tell you is going to shock you.
Marlena: Shock me... even more than I'm already shocked?
Roman: Yes. Are you ready for the truth?
Nicole: Brady, would you be a sweetie and go into the kitchen and ask Henderson if I could have a glass of water and some aspirin? I've got a splitting king-size headache coming on.
Crystal: Who's Henderson?
Nicole: My butler.
Crystal: You've got some butler action going on here? Groovy.
Brady: Well, I'll ask our groovy butler for some bitchin' aspirin.
Nicole: Thank you.
Nicole: What the hell are you doing here?
Crystal: You owe me, and I'm here to collect.
Nicole: What? I kept up my end of the bargain. You got your get-out-of-jail-free card, not to mention a lot of cash in a locker at a bus station. What more do you want?
Crystal: A lot more. Why should I ride the bus when I can ride in one of your limos?
Nicole: Excuse me?
Crystal: Ever read Harold wentworth's "on the town" column in the paper? Today's article was particularly interesting. I think you'll like the picture.
Nicole: What's your point?
Crystal: I was chatting with the matron down in lockup. I showed her your picture, told her you were my friend, and she reminded me that friends in high places have a long way to fall unless they stay your friend. Get my drift?
Nicole: I bailed you out of jail and paid your way out of town. Again, what more do you want?
Crystal: A place to live.
Nicole: Like a hotel?
Crystal: No, I mean like here.
Nicole: Oh, yeah? Okay, well, you know -- whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What about your kid who you had no one to take care of her?
Crystal: I lied.
Nicole: You're nuts. I want you out of here now.
Crystal: And I want your butler to show me to my bedroom.
Nicole: And if I refuse?
Crystal: I think your hunky step-grandson would love to hear about our little arrangement -- how I took care of his step mommy for you.
Sami: Let me go!
Bo: Sami, we were toasting your mom's memory.
Lucas: That's right. Come on, let's go back to our table and leave them alone. Let's go, Sami.
Hope: That's a good idea.
Bo: Hold on, hold on. Before you go, I'd like you to know something. I did not kill your mother. I didn't fire that shot. In fact, I tried to prevent it.
Sami: You're such a liar. I know exactly what happened, and I hate you.
Lucas: All right, that's enough. We've definitely overstayed our welcome. I'm really sorry. Hope, Bo. Come on.
Sami: Let me go, Lucas. I want you to know that I blame you for what happened to my mother, and I will always hold you responsible for her death.
Hope: Sorry. You know that really had nothing to do with you, Bo.
Bo: Yeah, it does. Both her parents are dead. Her mother killed her father. I'd be angry at the world, too. Come on, let's get out of here.
Hope: That's a good idea.
Lucas: I really think you and Bo should talk this out.
Sami: I have nothing that I want to say to him.
Lucas: Sami, he's family.
Sami: He's not my family. He's not even really a Brady. He's Victor kiriakis's bastard son.
Lucas: Look, you see that? They're gone now. You happy?
Sami: Not soon enough. Tell you what. There's only one thing that would make this night worse for me.
Brady: Sorry about the aspirin taking so long. I had a hell of a time finding it, and Hendersonís busy with the cook going over menus.
Nicole: Thank you.
Crystal: You have a cook? Oh, I am gonna love living here.
Brady: You're staying here?
Nicole: It seems my old friend is homeless for the time being, so she'll be staying here for a short while.
Crystal: Isn't this wonderful? We are going to have so much fun together. Brady, my new roomie, will you escort me to my deluxe accommodations?
Brady: Yes, I will show you to one of the guest rooms. Come on.
Nicole: [Thinking] First Jan, and now this one? Crystal's going to be a lot of trouble to get rid of. Damn, what am I gonna do?
Lucas: All right, listen to me. It's not gonna do any good to break any dishes or go for any sharp objects. Just stay away from the knives. I mean it.
Sami: Okay, okay, no violence. But I swear to God, if John and Kate come over here to, like, check on me or something, well, I won't be held responsible for my actions. Oh, my God.
Lucas: Uh, John, Mom, it's, uh, it's really not a good time right now.
John: We just want to say hello.
Sami: Just save your breath. Lucas, come on, just get me away from them, okay?
Kate: Sami, look, all we want to do is look after you just the way your mom and dad would have wanted us to.
Sami: Don't you dare mention my mom and dad to me. You know what? I'm glad that they're dead.
John: Oh, you don't mean that, Samantha.
Sami: Actually, John, interestingly, I do mean it, because now my parents are finally together, and they're together in a place where you and this bitch can't come between them. My mom and dad are gonna be together forever now, and there's nothing either of you can do to stop it.
Roman: Are you absolutely sure you're ready to hr r this?
Marlena: Tell me.
Roman: Everything that happened back in Salem was a lie.
Marlena: I don't understand.
Roman: Lots of things have been an illusion. Some still are. For example, this looks like Alice's house, but it's not.
Marlena: Then what is it?
Roman: Someone has built an exact replica of the Horton house and placed Alice in it.
Alice: And I'm living in a carbon copy of my house.
Marlena: Well -- well, Salem place?
Roman: Same thing -- an exact duplicate.
Marlena: Are you saying that someone has gone to all the trouble to reconstruct all of Salem, and then... populated that with the residents of Salem?
Alice: That's right, dear.
Marlena: Then are you saying that... all the people that were murdered are living in this fake Salem?
Roman: They sure are.
Marlena: Well, th-- [ Gasps] That -- but that would mean that I -- I didn't kill anybody.
Alice: That's right, dear. You didn't kill anyone.
Marlena: Oh! Oh! I-I -- oh, oh!
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Roman: Oh, doc, how are you gonna deal with the rest of what we have to tell you?
Lexie: Thank you for everything.
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