One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 7/12/05
Proofread by Brandi
Tess: Hello. I knew you couldn't stay away from me for long.
Man: And you were right.
Tess: So you want to share some of this oxygen with me? It's a mood-lifter.
Man: No, what I want is the wallet is that you stole from me.
Antonio: Hey, jess. It's me, Antonio. I -- I hope you're checking your messages. I just wanted you to know I got your note. It was -- it was good to hear from you. Really good. I want you to know I respect your wishes. I'm not going to come try and find you. And you -- you know how hard that is for me, right? I know you're going through some serious problems right now, and it kills me that I can't -- oh, hell, would you just come home soon? I love you. That was real smooth, Antonio.
Jackie: Still can't get used to it -- Antonio Vega in R.J. Gannon's chair.
Antonio: You seen him lately?
Jackie: And let's just say I got a feeling you're going to be seeing a lot more of your daughter real soon.
Lindsay: Hey, R.J., have you seen this? The gallery's closed. I'm sorry.
Nora: I know, I wanted to speak to you in private. I know you and Daniel were -- close.
Lindsay: Oh, I'd really like to forget that, if you don't mind.
Nora: Well, I wouldn't bring it up if it weren't important. This isn't easy for me, either. I think you need to get an H.I.V. test.
John: Hey! Hey! What the hell you talking about? You look at some -- some drawing on some envelope and, out of that, you're saying Natalie's dead?
Marcie: There weren't just any two letters, John.
Evangeline: But you still can't know for sure.
Marcie: The killer sent you a message with a symbol on it -- the same symbol the killing club used to show that someone was dead. I am sorry, but it can only mean that Natalie is --
John: No! No, not this time! I'm not going to let it happen again!
Evangeline: John --
John: Natalie's not dead, end of discussion!
Bo: All right, let's try this again. Did you see someone slip a note under Evangeline Williamson's door?
Man: I make a mistake. Didnít see nobody.
Bo: Yeah, but five minutes ago, you told me you did. Now, which is it?
Man: I make a mistake.
Bo: Uh-huh. But if you're lying to me, you're making even a bigger mistake. Can you give us a couple minutes?
Officer: Yes, sir.
Bo: Where you from?
Bo: Yeah, Llanview, but before that.
Man: New York.
Bo: And be re that? I want you to understand something. I'm not an immigration officer, all right? This is strictly about a murder and kidnapping. And if you know something about that, you have to cooperate with me.
Man: I have family here.
Bo: I know, and so does the young woman that this killer kidnapped. Now, if she ends up dead and you know something about it, I -- you know, how are you going to live if you know that you could've prevented it? Now, did you see someone slip a note under that door?
Bo: Ok. Can you describe that person?
Man: I think so.
Marcie: John, it's not like I want Natalie dead.
Evangeline: We know that, Marcie.
John: All I'm saying is the killer's playing games with us. Just because he makes a sketch on an envelope doesn't automatically mean Natalie's dead.
Marcie: Well, then what does it mean, John? You tell me, because I can't figure it out.
John: He's playing games with us, all right? He's trying to show us how smart he is, how he's one step ahead of us, which means we have to work even harder to find Natalie. It means we've got to find out how this damn "Killing Club" story ends. So tell me, where does the killer take the cheerleader?
Marcie: If I could remember that, John, you know I would tell you. I --
John: Marcie, forgive me, but I'm having a hard time understanding how you could forget something like that.
Marcie: Because. Because I never wrote this story, John. I just recorded it in a journal, like I recorded a hundred other stories that never made my book.
John: Ok. I'm sorry. Look, let's go back to the note. "She's still there or that she can hear them cheer." What the hell does that mean?
Marcie: I don't know.
John: Hey. Hicks, get me a file with all the names and numbers of the surviving Killing Club members.
Ofc. Hicks: It's on the commissioner's desk.
John: I'll get it myself.
Evangeline: He's under a lot of pressure. We all are.
Marcie: Why can't I remember what comes next? Why can't I remember what that clue means? I mean, "everyone will know that she's there, but no one will know that she can hear them --" I don't even -- I can't even remember what the clue is.
Evangeline: That's -- that's Natalie's phone.
Marcie: I know.
Evangeline: Precinct. Sorry, the office supply order will have to wait. No, Natalie Vega is not here. I'm not sure when she'll be back.
Tess: Are you actually accusing me of stealing your wallet?
Man: I know it's a big stretch since you stole my car.
Tess: I borrowed it. Anyways, I gave it back.
Man: I took it back.
Tess: So what's the big deal?
Man: The big deal? The big deal is you're a klepto. Look, I really got to hook up with someone -- I got to meet up with someone tonight. It's very important.
Tess: Ooh, really? What's her name?
Man: Not that it's any of your business, but it's actually all business. It's actually more than business. It's -- oh, damn, I'm not doing this again. Look, I'm not explaining myself to you. Just give me my wallet back.
Tess: You know what -- try lavender one. It's a stress-reliever.
Man: My wallet.
Tess: What is the big deal about $160 with a guy like you? Ok, you know, don't even bother. It's fine, because you try to be nice to somebody and you just can't please them. So if you'll excuse me, I came to party.
Man: Not so fast.
Bruce: Is there a problem here?
John: Still waiting for that report on Scott Randall.
Ofc. Hicks: I'll see what they've got.
John: Only one of your buddies not accounted for.
Marcie: I think he might have joined the peace corps, John.
John: Oh, from the killing club to the peace corps? That's perfect.
Marcie: I told you he quit early.
Evangeline: Look, if there are no questions for me, I'd like to go home now.
John: No, you're not going anywhere till I know it's safe for you. No arguments.
Man: Excuse me. Lieutenant Mc Bain?
John: Kind of busy here.
Man: Yes, the mayor thought I might be able to help you. Grant Davis. I've worked on a lot of cases like this.
John: Yeah, look, no offense, grant, but we already tried working with a profiler.
Grant: Yes, I know. Someone you know from the F.B.I.?
John: Yeah, supposedly he's one of the best.
Grant: Yeah, I'm sure he is, but the mayor's feeling is, well, since this case is still open and there are new developments, perhaps I should take a look?
John: Yeah, fine. What the hell? This way.
Evangeline: That should be a pretty interesting conversation.
Marcie: Hmm. Maybe he can help. I mean, I don't mean that John can't handle this. You know, I mean, this case, it's really important to him. You know, it's more than just a case.
Evangeline: Three people have been murdered, Marcie. Of course it's important to John.
Marcie: Evangeline, I didn't --
Evangeline: I'm sorry.
Evangeline: No, no, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have insinuated anything.
Marcie: No, really, it's my fault. I haven't been thinking lately. You know, I know that you and John broke up over Natalie, and now she's missing or worse, and then you're standing by, watching how hard this is for John and --
Evangeline: Ok, whatever you think happened between John and me, the only thing that's important right now is finding Natalie. We're not going to make this personal.
Marcie: Evangeline, this is personal.
Evangeline: John's a professional.
Marcie: Yes. Yeah, he is a professional, but you didn't see him the other night.
Evangeline: What happened the other night?
Marcie: When you disappeared from the woman of the year awards, he really flipped. He wasn't just a cop looking for a victim anymore. He was a man and he was looking for someone that he really cared about. He was looking for you.
Grant: So that's how your serial killers differ from your garden-variety criminals. Usually they don't have a record. They look like the guy next door.
Grant: Almost always male, 18 to 35.
John: Parents divorced, been with a prostitute, issues with their mother. I know all the stats, Grant. Unless you can tell me where Natalie is or at the very least that she's still alive, you and I got nothing to talk about.
Lindsay: The last thing I would ever expect you come here and talk to me about is an H.I.V. test.
Nora: Well, you were with Daniel, right?
Lindsay: I wasn't with him. We dated a couple of times. We were never intimate.
Nora: Oh, good.
Lindsay: Is he H.I.V.-positive?
Nora: His attorneys will not allow him to take a test.
Lindsay: Nora, are you all right?
Nora: My test result came back negative, but I have to have another test in a few months just to be sure.
Lindsay: Right. Well, I really appreciate you coming here to talk to me. I know that this isn't easy for you to talk about with anyone, especially me.
Nora: Well, yeah, we have had our moments.
Lindsay: Oh, we've had more than our moments.
Lindsay: Over the years, I've always been so envious of you because you always got everything you wanted.
Nora: Not much to envy now, huh?
Lindsay: Well, that's not exactly true. I mean, your life might be a bit of a mess right now, but your daughter's still alive.
R.J.: Hey, Nora. How you doing? Nora? Are you all right? Hey.
Antonio: So you and R.J. have something planned, something that's going to help me when I go to court to get my daughter back from him?
Jackie: R.J. has financial trouble.
Antonio: That's old news.
Jackie: Big enough trouble to maybe lose Ultra Violet? Maybe even big enough trouble for him to want to make a deal to get some quick cash?
Antonio: There's a lot of "maybes" there.
Jackie: Yeah, well, I got another one for you. Maybe I'll have something for you later today. R.J. wants to see me. I don't think he's inviting me to tea and crumpets.
Antonio: So you'll let me know?
Jackie: Hey, what are friends for, huh?
Antonio: All right, it's just a matter of time, R.J.
Antonio: My two girls, huh?
Antonio's voice: I am not going to let you get hurt, Jessica, no matter what you pull.
Jessica's voice: I'm still mad at you. But thanks.
Jessica's voice: You're stuck with me, Vega. I love you. I'm in love with you.
Antonio: I never thought I'd have her in here again. Thanks to you, here she is.
Jessica: Just let me be there when you win the father of the year plaque, ok?
Carlotta: Antonio, mijo?
Antonio: Mami. Hey. What are you doing here?
Carlotta: Visiting my busy son. This is a long way from helping me wash dishes at the diner, huh? You like working here?
Antonio: Mami, I don't work here. I own the place.
Carlotta: And I know that helps your custody hearing. But did you have to buy R.J.'s business?
Antonio: Mami, there was an opportunity. It just kind of fell in my lap, ok? So, you took the afternoon off?
Carlotta: Yeah, a couple of hours, you know, run a few errands. Stopped by Viki's place. Didn't want to disturb her. I just left her a little note, let her know that I'm praying for Natalie's safe return. Maid said that Jessica went away.
Antonio: For a while.
Carlotta: I understand you sent her away? Afraid for her after what happened with Natalie?
Antonio: Uh -- actually, no, no, she -- she went away on her own.
Carlotta: Why? Where did she go?
Antonio: Personal problems, mami. She needed some space, and I don't know where.
Carlotta: What? She didn't tell you where she went?
Antonio: No, mami. The kind of help she needs I can't give her.
Man: No, there's no problems. A little disagreement between myself and the lady.
Tess: Everything's cool, Bruce. And have I mentioned what a fabulous party this is?
Bruce: You didn't, and everything's not cool. Invited guests only.
Man: Oh, no, I'm here with Fred. Look, Fred thought that you might be able to help me out with a little situation that I found myself in. I'd like to talk to you in private. Any chance we could lose the blond?
Bruce: She's the guest of honor. And you are?
Tess: What have you been doing all summer? Don't you recognize him? He is from the hit reality TV series "The Vanquisher." He's the million-dollar playboy who wrestled three alligators blindfolded, who swung across a stream on a wire that he shot from a bow and arrow.
Woman: Bruce, baby. I'm sorry I'm a little late, but I'm about to make it up to you. There's somebody I want you to meet.
Tess: Aren't you going to thank me?
Man: For what? Stealing my wallet, my car, and making up that stupid "Vanquisher" story?
Tess: And now that that's all over, you can relax and enjoy the party. Come on, Bruce thought of everything. See that lady over there, the nurse who you were well-acquainted with before? She was paid to dispense vitamin B shots. And the bartender makes the best Caipirinhas north of Ipanema. That's in Brazil, by the way.
Man: Is everything a game to you?
Tess: Yeah, and I play for keeps. Apparently, you do, too, being the vanquisher.
Man: You lie very well. Comes with practice.
Tess: I'll take that as a compliment.
Man: You can take it any damn way you want. Just don't tell any more lies about me, all right?
Tess: I was right about the millionaire playboy thing, though, wasn't I?
Man: You don't know a damn thing about me.
Tess: Yes, I do, Nash. Actually, I know quite a bit about you.
Nash: So you do have my wallet.
Tess: Apparently so.
Nash: Please give it back.
Tess: You know, you can tell a lot about a person by looking in their wallet. Not only do I know your name's Nash, I also know that you're a member of a very exclusive health club in New York, where I'm sure you play squash or racquetball. Bet you look adorable in your starched whites. Let's see, what else, what else, what else, what else? You're not really the sentimental type, though. You don't have any pictures at all, except for the one that came with the wallet. Cute dog.
Nash: I have something serious I have to do, so if you don't mind?
Tess: Ooh, the plot thickens. Tell me, Nash, why are you here and what is this favor that you need from Bruce?
Nash: It's none of your business.
Tess: Don't be mean. Come on, Bruce likes me. I've got some pull with him. Maybe I can help.
Nash: I don't want your help. I want my wallet back.
Tess: Ok, fine. You want your wallet back?
Tess: Go get it.
Bo: Did you see that man get in an elevator?
Bo: Did he go into any other office on this floor?
Bo: Ok. Well, I guess that's it. Thank you very for your cooperation and thanks for the information.
Officer: Did he give you anything, boss?
Bo: Yeah, a partial description. At least six feet tall, strong build. He was wearing a black baseball cap. But it's dark. I don't know, he pulled it down, he can't see his hair, couldn't see his face. But I got a feeling this guy knows this building. He didn't take the elevator because he knew there are cameras in there, but there are no cameras in the stairwell. So I want you to have C.S.U. check those stairwells very well. I also want a list of everybody that works in this building, from the C.E.O.s right down to the guy who pushes the sandwich cart around.
Officer: All right, you got it, boss.
Bo: Thanks. Oh, man, there's got to be a clue here somewhere.
Grant: I obviously can't tell you for certain if Natalie's still alive, but if part of what the killer is doing is trying to get to you --
John: It's in his best interests to keep her alive.
Grant: But not indefinitely. Let me go through the rest of the evidence and I'll get back to you.
John: The desk sergeant will give you the files.
Hayes: Yeah, get -- get your hands off me.
John: What's going on?
Hayes: Yeah, this big ape of yours --
John: I wasn't talking to you. What happened?
Ofc. Blanchard: Complaint from a guest at the Angel Square Hotel. Lady was freaked out about some guy loitering.
Hayes: I was not loitering. Ask my bodyguard. He was there.
John: You must have been doing something.
Hayes: Yeah, I was waiting for Marcie.
Marcie: For me?
John: Want to explain what you wanted with her?
Hayes: Some crazy lady makes a phone call, and now you're give me the third degree? When did this become a police matter?
John: Since you became a suspect in a murder investigation.
Hayes: Oh, God, we're back to that again?
John: What time was the complaint called in?
Ofc. Blanchard: 5:30.
Evangeline: That's about the time the note was slipped under my door, so it wasn't him, unless he can be in two places at one time.
Hayes: What -- what are you whispering about? What note?
John: Excuse me.
John: Natalie? Natalie.
Tess: Come on. How bad do you want it?
Nash: I got a feeling this is going to be the most memorable day of your life.
Carlotta: You don't know where Jessica is, and you're not even worried?
Antonio: Mami, that's not what I said. Of course I'm worried. Ok? I just -- I can't decide what's right for her, mami. That's what broke us up the last time and drove her into Tico's arms. I can't do that anymore.
Carlotta: So you just, what?
Antonio: Wait for her to get better. Wait for her to come home, and she will. Mami, we're going to be a family again -- me, Jessica, and Jamie.
Carlotta: I pray that you will be.
Antonio: No, we will be.
Carlotta: Jamie started calling me abuelita. She's growing up so fast. I already had to give away some clothes I put away for her she never even got a chance to wear.
Carlotta: Que lastima. I just wish I could see her more.
Antonio: You will, mami. I promise, ok?
Carlotta: So you really believe that the judge will at least grant you joint custody with R.J.?
Antonio: Full. Full custody.
Carlotta: You really think that's possible? Tonio, don't you do anything foolish. R.J.'s a dangerous man. You already took his club away from him.
Antonio: Mami, I didn't take it away, I bought it.
Carlotta: I'm not stupid. I know that R.J. likes to play dirty. Please don't start rolling around in the mud with him.
Lindsay: Should I call 911?
Nora: No, no, I'm fine. I'm all right, I'm all right.
R.J.: Has this happened before?
Nora: Only when I've forgotten to eat all day.
Lindsay: I'm going to get you some water.
Nora: No, really, I'm fine. I'm ok. I'm just embarrassed. Stop looking at me like you're so worried.
R.J.: Nora, it's every day that one of the strongest people I know just collapses in my arms.
Nora: Help me up.
R.J.: Easy. Ok.
Lindsay: Here. Here you go.
Nora: Thank you.
Nora: Yeah, now I really do feel better. I really do. I'm fine. Thank you, both of you. Thank you.
Lindsay: God, I wonder what's wrong with her.
R.J.: Yeah. Well, you know, it's understandable, I mean, considering everything that she's been through.
Lindsay: After Jen died, I couldn't even get out of bed. But you made me get up. You forced me to eat. You held me in your arms at night until I fell asleep. And I will never forget what you've done for me. You saved my life.
R.J.: You know, I need a little favor. I was wondering if I could borrow this place for a little while tonight?
Lindsay: Sure. What, do you have a meeting?
R.J.: Yeah, yeah, just, you know, to go over some financial options.
Lindsay: Well, why don't I serve some wine and, at the very least, some cheese and crackers?
R.J.: Oh, yeah, that'd be great. But, you know -- you know, it really might be better all around if -- well, if you just weren't here.
Lindsay: In other words you don't want to be seen by anybody. What kind of financial meeting is this? What's going on, R.J.?
John: Natalie, are you there?
Marcie: John, is she saying anything?
Evangeline: Let him alone, Marcie.
John: All right, we need to track this call. Find out if Natalie's cell phone has a G.P.S. chip in it. If not, we can triangulate it. Bo, that was the killer. He just called using Natalie's cell phone. He played a recording of, like, cheerleaders at some sort of game, like a football game or something.
Marcie: That's it, John. That -- that is it.
John: That's what?
Marcie: A football field. In the journal, the killer took the cheerleader to a football field.
John: And then what did he do?
Marcie: Oh, my God.
John: What happened to her at the football field, Marcie?
Marcie: Her buried her alive, john!
Bo: Get me a list of every high school football field in this area.
John: There's got to be a dozen.
Evangeline: Oh, try Kendall creek first. It's a private high school near my condo. I run the track there.
John: Kendall creek. K.C. Bo, have the task force fan out amongst the other fields. I'm headed to Kendall creek, see if I can find this bastard. This guy doesn't go anywhere.
Nash: So do you think you can help me out, Bruce?
Bruce: I'll look into it. Hey, nice story the blond made up about being the vanquisher.
Woman: Thought you looked familiar.
Second woman: So you're the vanquisher, huh? Want to go for a swim?
Nash: No. Yeah.
Nash: Would you -- would you hold this for me? Thanks.
Bo: I have a multiple murder case on my hands right now. I will detain and question anyone who I feel can shed light on it. Now, you file that.
Hayes: What is this, the dictatorship of Llanview? If I'm not mistaken, this is still the United States of America. I do have rights.
Bo: Maybe I'm not making myself clear enough! If you or your attorney try to stand in my way, I will charge you both with obstruction of justice. You can go now.
Bo: Evangeline? Could I see you in my office, please?
Hayes: Hey, Marcie.
Marcie: What do you want?
Hayes: I never got a chance to tell you what I wanted to tell you before.
Marcie: I've been nominated for a Poirot Award?
Hayes: Best mystery book of the year. This is a big honor! Congratulations.
Marcie: Yeah, I guess I should be happy.
Hayes: Marcie, three of my other clients are also nominated. I would love for you to join us tomorrow night at ultra violet to celebrate.
Marcie: I'm sorry, but I'm not exactly in a party mood.
Hayes: Ok, but I think you're making a big mistake. Three of the most famous mystery writers in the country are going to be there, including Gerald Sears.
Marcie: Gerald Sears? Wow. I'm sorry, I can't. Hayes, I just can't.
Bo: Have you seen a guy in his 20s, athletic build, wears a baseball cap -- dark baseball cap -- pulled down over his eyes? Have you seen anyone like that hanging around your office or your apartment?
Evangeline: That describes three of my clients and about half the delivery guys.
Bo: I wish I had a better description.
Evangeline: I'll think about it, ok?
Bo: Ok. How are you holding up?
Evangeline: The truth? I haven't even begun to deal with the fact that the killer got so close to me again. I'm afraid if I do, I will fall apart. How about you?
Bo: You know, I've been police commissioner now for a number of years. It's always hard when a case is this close to home.
Evangeline: Natalie's out there somewhere. I just pray that John finds her in time.
John: I think I found something! Get the shovel out of the car.
John: Hurry up!
Tess: I want to go swimming, but it appears that I'm a bit overdressed.
Bruce: There's no dress code here.
Tess: Good to know. Hey, Danny? Turn it up.
Danny: You got it.
Tess: Watch this, boys. Whoo!
[Cheers and whistles]
Nash: Bit of an exhibitionist, aren't you?
Tess: What can I say? When you got it, flaunt it.
Nash: Oh, you've got it.
Tess: What do I got?
Tess: I hate you!
Nash: Oh, yeah? You're going to hate me even more in a minute.
Tess: What? Why?
Carlotta: You just let me know if you hear from Jessica, ok?
Antonio: I promise, ok.
Carlotta: Hey, Nora. How are you doing?
Nora: Hi, Carlotta. I'm fine. Just fine, thanks. So I was going through some pictures at home and I found these, and I thought maybe you'd like to have them.
Antonio: Jessica and Jamie.
Antonio: Wow, where'd you get these?
Nora: I don't know. Matthew must have taken them at a birthday party. I was giving a deposition down the street and I thought I'd bring them over to you.
Antonio: Thank you. Can I get you something?
Nora: No, thanks. I got everything I need -- good friends, great kids.
Antonio: They make a difference.
Nora: Yes, they do.
Antonio: I'm a little worried about Jamie.
Nora: Why, is she not doing well?
Antonio: Well, you know, R.J.'s got custody and he's having money problems. Word on the street is he's getting pretty desperate, you know, hanging out with the wrong kind of people, if you know what I mean.
Nora: Well, I hope you're wrong.
Antonio: Heard it from some pretty good sources.
Nora: Ok. I'll look into it.
Antonio: Good, good. I mean, I figured you would, as a friend.
Nora: Right. I get it. I'm also the D.A. and just so you know, my friendships? None of them ever interfere with my job.
Antonio: Um -- I'm glad you see it that way.
R.J.: You know, Lindsay, the less you know about this, the better.
Lindsay: Look, I just don't want you doing anything that's going to get you in trouble because not only is it not good for you, it's not good for Jamie. So if you need money, please --
R.J.: Don't jump to conclusions. I don't need -- there's nothing wrong, ok? I just -- I'm just exploring some options. That's all. Listen, you will wait in the backroom for me?
Lindsay: I guess I don't have any choice.
Jackie: I'm in the wrong business.
R.J.: Well, maybe, maybe not. Because, you know, you put me in touch with your connections, and I'd say that you're in the right business for me.
Jackie: R.J., Look, I already told you, these people that you're looking to get involved with? They play by their own rules. You understand what I'm telling you? Just think about it.
R.J.: Jackie, I told you I don't need to think about it. I need to get back in the game. I need to be a player again. So whatever it is, I'm in.
Bo: Hey, Marcie?
Bo: You can go home now, but try to stay available, ok?
Marcie: Ok. I don't really want to go home. I need to be here to help them solve this, if I can.
Evangeline: If only you could write a new ending to the story, huh?
Marcie: If only it were that simple. I don't know, maybe I can -- I don't know, I've been invited to this dinner with all these mystery writers, and they're really accomplished, more experienced than I am, and I was thinking maybe if I went, maybe we could, you know, put our minds together and figure out what the killer's next move might be.
[Knock on door]
Ofc. Blanchard: Rest of the task force has checked in. No one's turned anything up.
Bo: All right. Guess it's up to John now. Send some backup to him, ok, out at Kendall creek?
>> On the next "One Life to Live" --
Dorian: What is going on here? And why are you threatening your brother?
Tess: Throw them to me.
Nash: But how about I keep these and we call it even?
Viki: That monster -- whoever has Natalie. He called me.
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