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("The Devil's Bride" by Jay Price)

(eerie music)

(police sirens)

(police radio mumbles)

- We searched the entire place.

There's no one here.

- Did you dust for prints?

- We did.

- All right, run 'em.

- [Voiceover] Give any leads to the pigs

and you'll be dead by sunrise.

- Mac, no.

You can't.

I don't want to know who did this.

Can you please just forget I ever called?

Please.

(police radio mumbles)

(dramatic music)

- What the hell is this?

(police radio mumbles)

Look, I don't know what I just walked in on,

but somebody want to explain this?

- Okay, it's not what you think.

- Oh it's not?

It's not what I think, Janice?

Okay, then what is it then?

- I don't know.

But you can't-

- What?

Tell your daughter that you're fooling

around with her ex.

- Hey, look buddy.

Why don't you just mind your own business.

Keep doing whatever it was you were doing.

I'm sure you have better things to worry about

than the two of us.

- You know what, you're right.

I do have better things to worry about, like Leeana, right?

Somebody has to do it.

Since her mother clearly doesn't give a shit.

- You don't get to say that.

You don't get to say that!

- What did you just say?

- You heard what I said, you punk ass.

- Stop, please!

Stop please!

- You going to assault an officer, now?

- Yeah, I am going to assault an officer,

if he's going to abuse his power, you little shit.

Maybe it'll teach you how to respect a woman.

- You're going to teach me how to respect a woman?

When you don't know the first thing about it.

- Okay, that's enough!

Both of you.

Will, I beg of you,

please don't tell my daughter what you saw.

- I'm not going to tell her anything, all right?

Because I care about her, okay?

Unlike the two of you,

who are doing a great job of doing it.

- Stop!

What are you doing?

You want to get arrested?

- I'm sorry.

I hate that little prick.

He's been on my back since like high school.

- I don't care about your little issues with Will.

He's right.

What kind of mother does this?

- Janice, I thought we got past this.

Leeana, we were nothing to each other,

little high school fling.

You know this.

Don't listen to him.

- [Janice] I'm so sorry.

- He's trying to tear us apart!

- I'm sorry.

I can't do this.

- What?

- I can't do this.

- What are you talking about?

Please, don't do this Janice.

Don't.

- You're going to have to let me go.

You're going to have to let me go.

Listen to me.

I can't do this.

- Janice.

Janice!

(soft music)

(hysterical crying)

(mumbles)

- Ma, stop!

Stop!

- You are a rotten son.

I should have aborted you.

- Stop.

I don't want to hear that.

I don't want hear anything-

- There's a devil inside of you!

(hysterical crying)

- Go ahead, hit me.

Hit me, mom!

Hit me hard.

Hit me harder.

- Stop!

- Hit me, hit me mama!

Hit me, mama!

Hit me mom, go ahead.

(hysterical crying)

- I hate you!

- I'm sorry.

(crying)

- My baby.

(crying)

My baby.

(light guitar music)

- Hi, Brad.

- Hey.

- Busy night?

- Ah, yeah.

That's you.

- Oh, nice.

My little girl.

Ever notice I look like the girl on the bottle?

- Wow, yeah you do.

(laughing)

- You're kind.

- Did you like that article online?

- I did.

- You owe me.

- And, what exactly do I owe?

- I'm glad you asked.

I have a few ideas.

- Yeah?

Such as?

(soft music)

(police sirens)

(police sirens)

- Peter.

(dramatic music)

- Hey Lex, what's up?

- I assume that you've heard?

- What are you talking about?

- I guess you haven't heard.

Uh, we, uh

had a bit of,

bit of a situation.

- What?

(dramatic music)

What?

What is it, Lex?

- He's late, Steve.

- He'll show, I'm certain of it.

- Well, my patience is running thin.

- Just remember the reward and everything will be fine.

- Reward?

Who's to say the mayor will want to play?

- He'll play, if he's smart.

- The problem is he's not.

- Ah, Mr. Mayor.

- Sorry I'm late.

- Sure.

- Oh, what happened to you?

- Oh, just a Taekwondo class this afternoon.

It's nothing.

What happened to you?

- Nothing important.

And who is this vision of loveliness?

- Jack, I'd like to introduce Ms. Jo Conners,

a pioneer in the hospitality industry

and one of the wealthiest women in Bay City.

- Pleasure to meet the daughter of the founder

of the BC Bank and the president.

- Yes, rest his soul.

It's a pleasure to finally meet you Mayor Madison.

And please, call me Jo.

- Okay.

Now that we're all acquainted, let's just find a seat.

- I'm not terribly sure how much time I have.

What is the reason for this assembly?

(laughing)

- The reason, Mr. Mayor, please.

The reason,

is, if I may be so indelicate,

the rocky nature of your re-election campaign.

- My campaign is fine.

- Is it really?

- Mayor, I'm in the position to save your second term.

I would suggest you listen to your son-in-law.

- What is the nature of this

inordinate socio economic power you're

going to reel here?

- Look, Jack, we can mutually benefit here.

I just happen to be running an illegal escort service,

and you just happen to be sleeping with one of

my subcontractors.

- Come here, come here.

(laughing)

- I'm not sleeping with any of your subcontractors.

And I'm not aware of any illegal activity

that you're involved in, got that?

- Jack, we're all friends here.

We all know each other.

There are no cameras.

There are no microphones.

And everybody who's anybody knows

that you got me out of jail.

- I'm going to tell you one last time,

I don't know of any illegal activity

you were involved in, okay?

- May I intervene here?

Mayor Madison, you're little scandal,

it's been plastered all over the internet.

The pussycat is out of the bag with you and

sweet Orchid, is that here name?

- Orchid, Orchid.

- It's quite obvious your campaign is in jeopardy.

And what can fix a political campaign in danger?

Money, at a level you don't have.

I have the business reputation and skillset

to legalize Steve Jensen's escort service,

which I might add would protect you from facing

any criminal charges.

- Huh, okay.

I'm aware that your father, Clive Conners,

was the founder of the BC Bank,

but I'm not aware of your skillset, business skillset.

And I'm not sure the lobbyist mentality

I see emerging here.

What is the eminence of this website?

- It's on the internet.

And since when do you have a problem

with the lobbying system Mayor?

How well did you know my father?

It's a pity he's no longer here.

- Let me ask you something, Jo.

We're becoming aware of how kind you are,

but what's in it for you?

- Oh, Mayor, what do you think?

We'll be working extremely close

to fix some very, very complicated issues in Bay City.

- What might they be?

- The list is too long to mention over one drink.

- Okay.

Excuse me.

That's my wife.

Yes, sweetheart.

- Jack.

As much as I tried to fight Colin, I had to.

- Why what happened?

- Kenneth's dead, Jack.

I'm really sorry for your loss.

- Kenneth?

- I know how much you must be hurting.

(dramatic music)

- Hail, holy queen, mother of mercy.

Our life, our sweetness and our hope.

To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve,

to thee do we send up our sighs,

mourning and weeping in this valley of tears.

Turn then, most gracious advocate,

thine eyes of mercy towards us.

And after this our exile show to us-

- Catherine, how is he?

- Excuse me, father.

He has a visitor right now, John.

- Has he had any improvement at all?

- No.

He needs a liver transplant.

They put his name on a list of donors,

but there are no matches.

- What about me?

Can I just give him a part of my liver?

I'm his father for God's sake.

- What we need is a miracle, John.

- I think you should pray for a miracle, Mr. Blackwell.

- I don't believe in miracles.

- I'm glad to see you're out of jail.

- I'm glad to see you're breathing.

You know better than to take that much.

Beautiful idiot.

- Well, you're actually both idiots considering.

- So says the provider.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, for getting me in to see him.

- Yeah, don't mention it.

- Oh, I do have some interesting gossip.

It seems Steve Jensen's brought a woman in

to kind of run things.

- Who?

- I have no idea.

- Guys, there's probably something I should tell you.

Look, if I make it out of this hospital,

I don't want anything else to do with Steve Jensen anymore,

ever again.

I really hope that both of you will decide

to leave that lifestyle behind.

- I know who you are.

Now, get the hell out of my son's room.

(dramatic music)

(rap music)

(grunting)

(rap music)

- Oh, black spade.

What a sexy match.

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh, yeah.

I'm rich, bitch!

- So, this is Brian and Marley and Peter.

So adorable, isn't he?

That was his birthday celebration.

When he first came back to us.

So cute isn't he?

- Yeah, it is.

- Avery, is everything all right?

Did you hear what Lex and I were talking about?

- No, no.

I didn't hear anything.

I promise.

But, Aunt Sarah, what's with the secrets?

(soft music)

Just tell me, what's going on?

- Peter, what is the matter?

What is it?

You know, you're really starting to scare me.

What's the matter?

- There's been an accident.

- What?

Who's been in an accident?

What are you talking about?

- Marley.

- What? What?

What happened?

What?

- Marley's dead.

- What?

- Marley's dead.

- What? What?

No!

No, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

(soft music)

- [Voiceover] Next on The Bay.

- Truth about what?

- RJ.

- Guess who?

I, um, I'm back in Bay City.

("The Devil's Bride" by Jay Price)