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Your prediction was right.

I'll trust Richard and his lawyer.

You mean you don't trust me? Julia confessed to murder.

She was no more responsible for her actions back then than I am for what

does. Monica has not committed murder.

What is this, a game to you?

Dad? Maggie?

Yes, non -stop's even better.

Special edition out and on the street in three hours. No, Richard, please. We

don't want to make this a media circus.

Gilmore hadn't told you.

We've got to keep this quiet. Who knows what this nut will do if he feels he's

backed up against a wall.

Chase, I'm on your side in this.

Remember that.

We just got a flight. It leaves in an hour. Great.

What's going on?

Well, we're hoping a talk with Wainwright's family or his fiancé's

give us some kind of clue as to what makes him tick. Why not talk with the

fiancé?

She, uh... She was murdered.

Excuse me.

Wainwright was charged with a crime, but never convicted.

We've got to find Maggie before this lunatic does something to her.

We will. We will. Now, look. Please, go home. We've got a lot to do here.

Thanks. Okay.

All stocked up on food supplies.

We've got enough to last six months, if it comes to that.

You hungry?

Maggie.

No.

You can try some of this. It's Jeff Wainwright's patented writer's groove.

Guaranteed to your writer's block or whatever else they owe you.

Get to work.

Jeff.

Jeff, listen to me.

Just listen. If you let me go now, I can tell them that it was a

misunderstanding, that you never meant for this to happen, that... Jeff, are

listening to me?

You know, you never told me what you thought of the way I finished the novel.

You know the part where... What I'd say, but right now, in the stillness of the

moment, he knows why he had to kill her. It was because he loved her. If you

think you're going to turn me into a little puppet by threatening me with

crazy ending, you are nuts.

Crazy ending?

Don't be cruel.

I mean, that's why I asked you here, so we could rewrite it.

Now, please.

Come on, sit down.

And that's it? That's it? I help you rewrite this, you let me go?

Well, once we get this novel behind us, we can move on with our own lives

together, move out of this valley. We can go wherever you want.

You haven't heard a word I'm saying, have you?

Of course I have.

You're just scared.

You're frightened of your own feelings, you know? But I can help you.

I can.

Now sit down.

Listen to me.

No, I mean really, listen.

If you don't help me with this chapter, it's not going to get any better.

You know? And if the chapter doesn't get any better, the book's going to get

rejected. And we both know the consequences of rejection.

Now, sit down!

That's better.

Want some fresh coffee?

Okay, I'm going to start with the final chapter.

And it's chapter 28.

Captive hearts.

Okay.

Alone with him, away from the lies and cries of the outside world,

she began to understand what was in his heart.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here... Now stop everything.

Mother, don't try to spoil this for us. Mrs. Channing, we're getting married and

that's all there is to it. I want you to come back to Falconcrest and be married

there, where you belong.

Forget it.

You'll get us back home and you'll pull some nasty little stunt to keep us

apart. That's not it at all, Emma. You have my word.

Do we have your word, Mother?

Yes, you have my word.

My plane is waiting at the airport. Now, let's all go home.

Well, hold on, Emma. Gotta pay the man.

Come on.

You hardly touched your dinner.

Could I prepare something else for you?

No, thank you.

What trouble is your room?

I'm just a little tired, that's all.

Greg Reardon called.

He said that as the daughter of an American citizen, it will not be

obtain permanent residency.

He's already filed the necessary papers.

Your friends have all been so nice to me. I look forward to knowing them

Are you sure that you won't miss your homeland, Li Yin?

China is my past.

In your letters, you wrote so warmly of the people, of your work.

If you don't want me to stay here, Father, please say so. I can always find

elsewhere. It is only because I want you here that I'm pressing you like this.

Don't worry so much about me.

I'll see you in the morning.

Oh, Lance.

I have a little problem that I want to talk to you about. What?

Well, you know that Richard and Chase have locked in most of the decent

in the valley.

Except Melissa's.

Now, without her harvest, next year's crush isn't going to be worth much.

Then we're in trouble.

Because I think Melissa and Eric are in bed to stay.

Let me, um... Let me see what I can cook up.

Good morning, Peter. Good morning, darling.

Did you rest well? Yes, I did.

Are we the only ones having breakfast today?

Li Ying is out checking her seismology equipment and Emma's saying goodbye to

Duane. He's making a run to Los Angeles.

Angela, I'm glad you came around to, uh, you know, Emma and

Duane.

Well, he isn't a person that I would have chosen for Emma, but he does love

I knew it.

Underneath that tough exterior... Is an even tougher interior.

I've just had a very interesting call from a friend of mine in the Court of

Appeals. Apparently, Jordan Roberts has applied for a retrial.

For Julia.

Well, why would Julia agree to a thing like that without talking to us first?

I don't know, but I intend to ask Jordan herself.

I'll lay odds that Richard Channing contacted Julia.

With her holdings in the New Globe, she'd make a very powerful ally.

And it would be just like Channing to use her.

Well, I'm going to fly to Oregon and talk to Julia myself.

Sarah was a good girl.

Not perfect. I wouldn't pretend to that.

But she was everything to us.

She's lovely.

Sarah was a poet, too.

It was when she got some of her poems published in a local literary magazine

that the trouble started.

The expensive gifts, roses, love letters.

All from Jeff Wainwright.

Of the rich and powerful Wainwrights of Beacon Hill.

He told her she was the greatest poet he had ever read.

Thayer even went out with him on a few dates.

She was flattered by his admiration.

What 18 -year -old girl wouldn't be?

He was strange.

He dated her twice and asked her to marry him.

He said he needed her to help him become a writer.

When she realized how crazy he was, she tried to break off the dating.

That's when he became obsessive.

And then one day, Sarah disappeared.

Her landlord found her a few days later in her apartment.

Well, how did Wainwright get off?

His parents bought him the best lawyer's money can buy.

They bought justice.

Thank you for your time.

I'll show you out.

Ace Rent -A -Car in Tuscany rented Jeff Wainwright a vehicle last week, which he

returned on Monday.

He gave us his local address, the Giberti house.

Other than a background check, that's all I've got.

That's not enough.

I don't care what you have to do. I want you to find Maggie.

I'll do my best.

I'm glad to be back on your payroll, Richard.

Don't get excited, Miss Jones. This is a one -shot deal. Now get going.

You realize, of course, that this may be a blessing in disguise.

Chase was supposed to go to the DA this Friday with evidence against Angela and

us. I bet he backs off now.

I really can't worry about Chase's allegations at this time. Maybe you

but I can.

If he has the evidence on me that I think he does, I'm dead, Richard.

Don't do anything stupid, Miss Jones.

Stupid isn't my style, Mr. Channing.

It's true that Richard brought up the idea, but I've been thinking about it

a long time.

I thought you were happy here.

Well, not as happy as I would be at home with my family.

The convent is so safe and it's peaceful.

You're afraid I'll lose control again.

That's not what I meant.

Every morning I wake up sick with the knowledge of what I've done, and I will

never, never let that happen again.

Well, let Riordan handle your case. You know, I wouldn't give you two cents for

Jordan Roberts.

And you know I don't trust Richard Channing.

Well, at least Richard came up with the help.

I'll trust Richard and his lawyer.

You mean you don't trust me?

Give my love to Lance and Emma.

Well, you're early. Dinner's not until eight.

That's pleasure. This is business.

I hear through the legal grapevine that a certain Miss Jordan Roberts... He's

filing for an appeal for Julia Compson.

Confirm or deny?

Confirm. I mean, I asked for a legal challenge. Richard gave me one.

Tell me, why is Richard pressing at this time?

I mean, what's he got up his sleeve?

Greg, if Richard has an ulterior motive, he's not sharing it with me.

But if anyone ever deserved another trial, Julia Compson does. I mean, that

first one was a joke.

Julia confessed to murder.

She was given life imprisonment. I mean, it all seems fair enough to me.

Fine, but still, it is unconscionable that she was allowed to act as her own

attorney, given her mental state at the time of the trial. I mean, she was no

more responsible for her actions then than I am for what Monica does.

Hmm.

Except with one very, very big difference.

Monica has not committed murder.

I don't know. As soon as Greg said it, I just, I felt something right in the pit

of my stomach.

I just wanted to scream.

Why, Jordan? What frightened you?

I don't know. I don't know. It was something. Something must have happened,

memory.

All I could feel was this incredible foreboding, a darkness, and then a

light, like a flashing light. Keep going. Describe the light. I can't. I'm

sorry. I wish to God I could.

You may think you want to, but you're blocking for a reason.

All right, let's talk about Julia Cumson for a minute.

You said you visited her at the convent.

How did you feel?

Just sad, very sad.

It's terrible that she has carried all this anger around with her for so many

years. Julia was a very angry woman.

There's a part of you that is very angry, too.

You're talking about Monica, aren't you?

Dr. Kramer, do you think Monica could be a killer too?

Whatever memory is lurking within you must be connected to Monica, to the time

she was created.

Something about the Julia Compson case is bringing that memory to the surface.

But then what happens when it comes to the surface?

I mean, what will Monica do?

This is a very powerful memory.

If you remember anything more, call me.

Any word?

Nope. Just a couple of calls from Terry Channing. And one from your son. He's

catching an early fly back this evening.

Okay.

Look, it's been 24 hours. Let's get the FBI involved now.

All right. I'll get back to you after I've talked... Call Cole. Find out what

he's learned. I'll talk to you later.

Hi.

Hi.

I thought you went into the city to look for your wedding dress. Oh, Mother and

I were going to go together, but then she had to fly to Oregon to see my

Julia.

We have so much to do in the next month.

Wedding announcements, China patterns. I just don't know how we're going to get

it all done.

You're very lucky.

I am now.

But Dwayne is the first man that I ever loved that loved me back.

You're an expert in seismology.

But I am an expert in broken hearts.

I think I know what you're going through.

Do you have any methods for getting over heartache?

Just one.

Chocolate.

Frying helps, too. But then you've just got to pick yourself up and start all

over.

But everywhere I go, whatever I do, I can't help thinking of Jianhua.

His smile.

Even his touch.

And then when I think what he did, I get angry all over again.

Did you ever tell him that?

Before I left China, we had words.

But just wait till he finds out I'm not coming back. He'll be plenty surprised.

Maybe. Maybe not.

You're probably already ancient history to him.

That's not true. Jianhua still loves me very much. He had no choice but to marry

that other girl. Of course he had a choice.

And so do you.

You can either wallow in self -pity or you can say, the heck with him.

Now, I'm sorry to have to be so blunt, but I wish that someone had talked to me

like this when I was your age.

It would have saved me years of heartache.

What's wrong?

He's out of the doorway. Hurry!

Your prediction was right.

I'm going to check my insurance.

Come with me.

Come.

She found a present for her, a bunch of violets, expressions of his frank and

easy love for her.

She knew then that the fight against him, against her own feelings, was over.

She was no longer afraid.

What do you think?

You're not listening.

I was wondering if the earthquake did any damage.

It wasn't that big.

Would you please listen?

Actually, Jeff,

I'm kind of hungry.

Could I maybe fix something to eat?

You know what? I make a mean Spanish omelet. How about that? Good.

Can I help? Yeah, by just relaxing. I want to take care of you.

you can talk with my feelings?

Make me think that you love me and that you really hate me, don't you? No,

I'm... I'm scared.

What are you talking about? Scared of what you love me? Is that what you're

trying to tell me? No, no, I'm... I'm what you said before.

Scared of my feelings.

My feelings.

Are you telling me now that you love me?

Yes.

Yes, yes, I love you.

Maggie.

You mean you do feel it, too?

Yes. Yes.

Well,

that's wonderful.

That's wonderful.

You won't be needing these, then.

Don't go anywhere.

Uh,

Melissa Gioverti? I have a load of lumber parked out front for your wire. I

you to John Hancock, please.

This one's all I do nowadays is sign my name.

All right, thank you very much. Thank you.

Is that what you wanted?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's the baby.

See you tomorrow.

Am I glad to see you.

What's all this?

Oh, the FBI's putting in a wiretap.

We still haven't heard a thing.

You flight okay?

I don't know.

I fell asleep the minute I hit the seat.

How about you? You get any rest?

An hour or so.

Cole, I'd like you to meet Pete Spellman, the FBI agent assigned to the

Glad to meet you. You're the ones who are doing our job for us in Boston.

Yeah, I hope we didn't step on any toes.

On the contrary, the bakers were very helpful, in large part because of you.

Wainwrights were less so. They didn't come up with anything of any importance.

You know, we've got a copy of the novel Wainwright wrote and some letters and

notes he sent to Maggie. There might be something in there that would help.

I'll tell you what.

You buy the coffee, I'll start reading.

If you get the coffee, I'll get the stuff.

an exciting day, Father. The earthquake proved all our theories to be correct.

I'm happy for you.

I have something I want to say to you. Do you have a minute?

Of course.

Ever since you've come to Falkencrest, my life has been complete for the first

time since...

For the first time ever.

You're a good daughter, Li Ying.

Whatever you decide for your life, I'll respect your wishes.

I was half hoping you were going to give me another lecture about my homeland.

I spent the day thinking about the success of our theories and what it

mean to my people.

And about Jianhua.

What conclusions did you come to?

Thanks to you and your friends, I have gotten over most of my hurt.

Emma was very helpful.

She has a unique perspective.

I love being here with you.

But Emma is right. If I am ever going to get over Giroir, I must go back

and face him.

Then that is what you must do.

Thank you.

I still haven't heard anything.

Not one word.

You want to stay here tonight?

Okay, listen to this.

This is near the end, when they're on their way to Hawaii, okay?

She thought about the journey ahead, about giving herself to him.

And she shouted, is this crazy?

Is this the real thing?

They boarded the plane.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught him looking at her.

It was a look of love she knew.

It was the real thing indeed.

Well? I don't know.

Oh, Maggie.

Maggie, listen. I know you've got an opinion.

Just say it. All right, all right, all right. What it's worth, uh... The real

thing is too cliché. Just the look of love, that's it, period.

You, uh... You may be right.

You are right. You're absolutely right.

But that's what I wanted so much, for us to be working together.

You know, creating something together. The relationship that we have now is so

much finer than anything that Sarah and I had.

I've got a confession to make.

And it's something that I have been wanting to get off my chest for a long

Sarah never did really love me.

Not the way you do, Maggie.

Is that why you hurt Sarah?

I never hurt Sarah.

I couldn't hurt Sarah. I loved her with all my heart.

And it was her own damn fault she didn't love me back.

Oh, Jeff.

I know. Believe me.

I know. I can't begin to tell you how happy it's going to make me when we

finally finish this.

Jeff, we can't stay here forever, you know. I mean, sooner or later, Chase or

someone's going to come looking for me.

Then what happens?

I hope they don't.

I mean, because I don't want to live without you, and I know you feel the

way.

You know what I'd love?

Would you read to me?

Please. Oh, Jeff, I'm so exhausted. Please, I really just need to sleep.

There's no time.

There's no time for that. Now, just read to me something.

All right.

Then you let me sleep, okay?

That first night together above the sands of Maui was something beyond

ecstasy.

Flesh on flesh, skin aflame with desire.

She did not want to feel his touch at first, and then once she did, she knew

could not live without it.

Are you sure nobody's here?

I should say the night guard's got a one -night -pay vacation here. Let's go.

Listen, why don't we go into the city now? I mean, I know some great places in

North Beach.

Oh, Monica, we've been running around all night. Can't we just go someplace

relax like Europe?

Get in.

Where are we going now?

I'll tell you what.

Thank you.

We are going to take my new car for a spin, and I'm going to take you

you had never been before.

We could slow down just a little bit, Monica.

10 -28 on a California roller, one Delta uniform, November 9 -1 -6.

Cop back. Don't you think we ought to pull over?

No way. I'm about to get rid of Jordan once and for all.

Who's Jordan?

out of the car.

I'm not kidding. I'm getting out of the car.

You

stupid

jerk. Look what you did. Why did you do that? Look at my car.

Let's see your driver's license. Oh, go to hell.

All right, come on around here.

You're under arrest.

Were you able to say goodbye to everyone?

I finally reached Cole last night. He couldn't come over, but he said he'd

and send me a case of Geoperty wine.

Are you sure you don't want me to drive you to the airport?

I would like to walk through the valley one last time.

I do have a couple of hours before the bus leaves Tuscany.

Lee!

I'm so glad we caught you before you left.

We have something for you.

Oh, thank you.

Chocolate.

It's bittersweet.

Thank you. You were such good friends to me when I needed friendship.

I'm going to miss you.

Bye. Bye.

Perhaps you can come to visit me.

I would love to show you my homeland.

I would like that, too.

Father.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Father.

I have

a

pot of tea in the study.

Let me pour you a cup.

No,

on both counts.

But there was another call.

I don't want to take any other calls. Well, you're going to have to listen to

on this. A man named Damon Rossini, or Ross, or something like that. Sandra

Wilder's brother.

We had a really awful connection.

He said he was calling from England.

What did he want? He was all choked up, like he was crying. He said he wanted

you to know something about complications, a death and childbirth.

And that's it. He was called away from the phone and couldn't finish, but he

said he'd call you back.

Could be another one of Cass's sick little jokes.

I don't think so. It sounded pretty real to me.

There were voices in the background, people being paged, like in an airport.

Or a hospital.

Let's see if you can get that call traced.

Go on, hurry.

I've got to find out what happened.

Two. One.

Hello? Mr. Giberti? Yes.

I know where your wife is.

Where?

Four miles north of the Peterson Cross Road.

It's a county road.

The cabin's a mile down that road.

Who is this?

Call Gilmore. Tell him to meet us there.

Where are you going? Get away from that door.

It's over, Jeff.

I'm going home.

You are home. This is our home.

Put the knife down. Come over here.

If you want me, you're going to have to get me the same way you got Sarah.

Hey, don't even say that. Listen to me.

You're much better than Sarah. You love me. You told me you love me.

Say you love me.

You're all the same.

Sarah!

Next on Falcon Thread.

My husband, how is he? I'm afraid I can't offer you much hope.

Sabrina Cross, this is my husband, Richard Channing.

And this is your son.

Is this your idea of a joke, Terry?

I didn't believe it at first either.

That's an earthquake.

It's all right. It's just a little tremor.