Michael arranges a visit with a character from B&B to fill in the blanks. Gloria takes the wedding changes personally. Sharon sits in the middle of her ransacked living room wondering how things got this way. Jack suggests a trip out of the country. Christine gets the results of the legal search.
Chris: Thank you. Morning. How are you holding up? Daniel: I don't really know. You know, I woke up this morning and--and it finally hit me. I mean, this is it. You know, I could be sentenced to years in prison for murdering a 14-year-old girl. Chris: Don't even think like that. You weren't behind the wheel of that car. I'm gonna do everything I can to make the judge understand that. Daniel: Is that even possible? The night of the crash, there wasn't a single person who didn't assume that I was driving. Chris: But that was before you remembered what really happened. Daniel: You know, a lot of people have suffered because of what I did that night-- the Newmans, Lily, you, my parents. I've been thinking a lot about my mom. And I know she tries to be brave, but I'm really worried about her, Chris. If I get sent away, I don't know how she's gonna handle it. [SCENE_BREAK] Jack: Here you go, nice and hot. Phyllis: Oh, no coffee for me, thank you. Jack: Sweetheart, I know you don't feel like eating anything before you go, but a little java will do you good. I made it just like you like it. Phyllis: No, I can't stomach anything, thanks. Jack: Sweetheart, I know you're scared. Phyllis: I'm terrified. I have no idea how this is gonna end up-- this trial. Jack: None of us do. But you're not going through this alone. Phyllis: It reminds me of a time long ago, when I was awaiting another trial, when the judge took my son away from me. Except this time... Daniel won't be living with Danny. He'll be living in a prison cell somewhere. Jack: Hey, hey, hey, hey, don't talk like that. Come on. Phyllis: (Sighs) what am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to get through this? And how am I supposed to sit in the same room as Sharon and Nick, knowing that they're concealing evidence that could free my son? [SCENE_BREAK] Nick: Hey. Sharon: There's coffee. Nick: I don't have time. I'm gonna go pick up Noah from Harry's house and take the boys to practice. Sharon: You're doing that now? Nick: Yeah, Harry's mom called. I guess Noah's pretty anxious to see me. As much as we've tried to shield him, he knows the trial is starting today. But don't worry. I'll be back in time for court. There's nothing that could keep me from that. Today's the beginning of the end, Sharon. And pretty soon things can start getting back to normal. Sharon: I hope so. Nick: You don't sound too convinced. Sharon: Well, I didn't want to get into this now. We can talk about it when you get back. Nick: Talk about what? Sharon: Cassie's clothes, Nick-- the clothes she was wearing the night of the accident. You have gotta turn those over to Christine. [SCENE_BREAK] Gloria: My, my, my, aren't you the picture of relaxation? Every bride-to-be should look as calm and carefree as you. (Chuckles) Lauren: Oh, Gloria, I'm so glad that you came to meet me here. Gloria: Well, absolutely! In fact, I was talking to John last night, and I said, "I have to get together with my future daughter-in-law," and here you call me. Lauren: The reason I wanted-- Gloria: Now wait a minute. Before I forget, here. Lauren: What are these? Gloria: Cds--local bands, all highly recommended, so that you and Michael could have a listen to and decide which one you wanna book for the reception. Lauren: That was very thoughtful, but we're not gonna be needing those. Gloria: Oh! You already have a band. Lauren: No. Look, Gloria, there's just-- there's no nice way to say this to you. I'm calling off the big wedding. [SCENE_BREAK] Michael: Eric Forrester, this is a surprise. Eric: I was in Chicago when I got the message that you wanted to see me. It sounded urgent. Michael: It was. Eric: Well, I have no urgent business back in L.A., so I thought I'd fly up here and see you in person. I hope you don't mind. Michael: No, no, please, I appreciate that. Come--come in. Eric: Good. My assistant tells me that this is about Lauren. Michael: That's right. Eric: Oh, congratulations on your upcoming nuptials, by the way. Michael: Thank you. Thank you. Eric: So? Let me guess, you want my help planning another surprise for her? Michael: Uh, no, nothing like that. I need your help with something far more serious than a designer gown. Eric: What could possibly be more serious than that? Michael: I need you to tell me everything you know about your ex-wife Sheila Carter. Eric: Sheila? Michael: Yeah, I'm sorry, Eric. I know this probably isn't your favorite subject, but, uh, Lauren's happiness and our entire future together may depend on it. Eric, I know this is hitting you out of the blue. Eric: Yes, it is. Look, I don't even like to think about Sheila Carter, let alone talk about her. Michael: Well, Lauren obviously feels the same way. Eric: Is that why you called me, 'cause Lauren won't discuss Sheila? Michael: Lauren has no idea I've even heard of the woman. I had to do my own research. Eric: Uh-huh. I don't understand. Why haven't you discussed this with Lauren? Michael: It started when I said I wanted to meet her son. Eric: Scott? Michael: Right, right. Well, she was dead set against it. And I couldn't figure out why. Eric: Well, did you ask her? Michael: Of course, I asked her. She just refused to open up to me. So I just started imagining all sorts of things like, uh, maybe she didn't trust me anymore or there was something wrong with the boy or... or perhaps, uh, she was getting cold feet about marrying me. Eric: Well, I can see why it would've made you curious. Michael: Yeah, well, over time, it became clearer and clearer that she was afraid of something. We even argued about it on several occasions. I just couldn't fathom what could be so terrible that she couldn't tell me. Eric: So you did your own research and now you know. Michael: I don't mind telling you that I was horrified by what I learned. I don't know how Lauren functions as well as she does. Eric: Look, one thing you must know about your bride-to-be is that she's a very strong, resilient girl. Michael: Yeah, believe me, I'm finding that out. Eric: Look, Michael, uh, I have to say this. It seems to me that Lauren has the right to handle the situation the way she sees fit. Michael: Yes, she does. But she's not handling it, not really. Eric: Why do you say that? Michael: This ghost of Sheila is just hovering all around her. Eric: How? In what way? Michael: Lauren has never lived in the same city as her own son. Eric: Yes, I know. She's always kept Scott at a distance for his own protection. Michael: Yes, yes, and now I know she'd rather have this big, splashy wedding and to invite Scott. But she's claiming that she would rather have a private ceremony far, far away from her own son. Eric: So that's the way she wants to handle it. Michael: My point is, Eric, the woman I love is continually having to sacrifice that which she cares about the most, things that other people just take for granted. Eric: All right, look, I agree. It's terrible. I just don't see how anything I can tell you about Sheila Carter is gonna help Lauren. Michael: You know what, Eric? Somehow, some way, I am gonna release Lauren from this madwoman's power. Now you have got to tell me everything-- everything you know about Sheila Carter. [SCENE_BREAK] Phyllis: I don't know how I'm gonna do this-- just sit there and do nothing while all I wanna do is wring Nick and Sharon's necks. Jack: Sweetheart, if you can't deal with Nicholas and Sharon, maybe you shouldn't be in that courtroom. Phyllis: Of course I have to be there. Jack: Then find a way to deal with the Newmans and the press and anyone else who's gonna get under your skin. Sweetheart, you can't go in there like this. Phyllis: Like what? Jack: You have to pull it together. If ever there was a time in your life where you need to be a rock, this is it. You have to be strong for Daniel. Phyllis: Okay. I have to be strong, right? I'm gonna be cool. And I'm gonna be strong. And I'm not gonna let anyone get to me. I'm gonna do that. I'm gonna be there for my son. I'm not gonna let him down. [SCENE_BREAK] Daniel: Mom's trying not to show it, but I know she's hanging on by a thread. You know, I hate what this is doing to her, Chris. Chris: I know. Daniel: I told her about the Newmans. I... I told her how, you know, the weren't handing over the clothes that Cassie was wearing the night of the accident. And the way she tore outta here, I'm pretty sure she was on her way right over to Nick and Sharon's. Chris: Where, no doubt, she made a scene. Daniel: I just hope I haven't made things worse than they already are. Chris: I haven't heard anything about it. Look, let's discuss the important things. I want you to know exactly what to expect today. Daniel: Wait a minute. Before we get into that, you said that you were gonna try and get a hold of the shoes that Cassie was wearing that night. Chris: Yeah, I showed Sharon the shoe fragment that we found in the car. Daniel: And? Chris: It doesn't appear to connect with Cassie or--look, hey, look, Daniel, I told you it was a long shot. Daniel: And now it's a dead end. Chris: So we're still holding out hope that Cassie's clothes will provide us with something. Daniel: You know what? That's if we can even get a hold of them. Chris: Since Nick and Sharon aren't cooperating, I've taken other measures to get the evidence. I didn't want it to come to this, but they've given me no other choice. [SCENE_BREAK] Nick: Phyllis got to you, didn't she? Sharon: Nick, I've been up all night thinking about what she said. Nick: That woman had no rht to come in here accusing us of playing god with Daniel's life. Whatever punishment that boy gets, he deserves. Sharon: Nick, I agree with you. And I agree with you about Cassie's clothes. I think that Christine and Phyllis are just grasping at straws. Nick: So it's pointless for them to keep looking. Not that that'll stop them. Sharon: But what you don't know is that Christine stopped by here last night. And she showed me this piece of a heel. She thought it would be this huge clue. She thought it would match Cassie's shoes. But I told her that Cassie was wearing her casual, green sandals that night. There's no way that that piece of a heel came from Cassie's shoes. Nick: You see how desperate they are? They have nothing, and they know it. Sharon: But if Daniel was driving the car... Nick: We know that he was. Sharon: Okay, then Cassie's clothes and her shoes won't prove otherwise, right? So why not just hand 'em over? Nick: Babe, this isn't about proof. This is about Christine trying to create this bogus reasonable doubt to get Daniel off the hook. But it's not gonna work. I won't allow it. Sharon: Because you destroyed them, didn't you? Tell me, Nick. What did you do with Cassie's clothes? Nick: Who cares what I did with Cassie's clothes? They were mine to do with whatever I wanted. Sharon: Yours? What about what I wanted, Nick? I told you I didn't want to see them then, but I might want to in the future. Nick: Babe, I'm telling you. You didn't want to see them. You gotta trust me. They were torn and shredded. And they were a horrible reminder of the suffering our little girl went through the night of her accident. Look, baby, we have a million things to remember Cassie by-- beautiful things. You need to let this go. Sharon: Christine said that if we didn't hand those clothes over, she's gonna get the police involved. Nick: Who cares? Let her. Sharon: She also said we might be called as witnesses. Nick: I have nothing to say that will help Daniel. If they wanna put me on the stand, then let 'em. Sharon: Well, will it be just fine with you if we both get prosecuted for obstruction of justice? Because that could happen if we don't cooperate. Nick: I'm not worried about that. Sharon: I am. Nick: Well, you shouldn't be. Baby, listen to me. This is Phyllis and Christine trying to rattle us. But it's not gonna work. Daniel is guilty. And pretty soon, justice will be served. [SCENE_BREAK] Michael: Wow. Blackmail, kidnapping, murder-- this woman's a regular one-stop shop. Eric: Yes. She put me and my family through hell. Michael: Must've been a nightmare for you. Eric: It was. So you can see why I don't like reliving it. Michael: I'm sorry, Eric. Despite everything I've read, it's just-- it's hard for me to imagine that one woman wreaked so much havoc. Eric: Has any of this that I've told you-- does it help at all? Michael: Well, you know, to be honest, I was hoping that you would tell me that she wasn't as dangerous or unbalanced as she once was. But, obviously, she's completely unhinged. Eric: Yeah, I'm afraid so. Michael: (Sighs) I'm sorry, but this might appear to be an insensitive question, but... how did you end up married to that woman? Eric: Look, that's what makes Sheila so dangerous. She can appear completely lucid and sane, all right? She can be warm and loving. She's a very charming woman. She's very smart, very smart. Or should I say cunning. Michael: Oh, dark side? Eric: Yeah, a very dark side. And she lives in her own world. She confuses love with obsession and possession. Michael: Scary stuff. Eric: It's very scary stuff. And God forbid she feels threatened. She will do anything and everything to eliminate a threat. Michael: Yeah, right. And she considers Lauren her worst enemy. Eric: Yes. In her warped mind, Lauren stole the first great love of her life. Michael: Yeah, Dr. Grainger-- the father of the baby she feels she should've had. Eric: Mm-hmm. And she blames Lauren for trying to destroy Sheila's relationship with me. Michael: You're saying that Lauren can never let down her guard. That--that she'll have to spend the rest of her life looking over her shoulder wondering if this insane woman will turn up to seek her final vengeance. [SCENE_BREAK] Lauren: So after giving this a lot of thought, I realized my heart just was not into a big wedding. I want something small. Just Michael and me in Hawaii. It would be better this way. Gloria: Better for who? Lauren: Everyone. Look, the important thing is-- is that your son and I love each other, and we're making this commitment. We do not need all of this hoopla. Gloria: Something is not right here. Lauren: I know this is a huge disappointment for you. Gloria: Yeah. Yeah. And what about for you? I remember when we first started talking about this wedding. And you were all on board for something grand. I saw the twinkle in your eye when we talked about the flowers and the cake and that dress. I know how excited you were about all of that. Lauren: I know. But, look, I-I don't wanna do it this way. All right? I've been married before. I don't need anything big. Gloria: I don't buy it. I know you, Lauren Fenmore. I know that you wanna march down that aisle and exchange those vows with everybody watching, and then party with your family and friends till the sun comes up. So why are you pretending otherwise? [SCENE_BREAK] Hank: Mrs. Newman. Sharon: Detective Weber. Hank: Ma'am, we have a warrant to search the premises pertaining to the Daniel Romalotti case. May we come in? Sharon: Um, do I have a choice? Hank: No, ma'am, you do not. Thank you. Hank: I'm very sorry for the intrusion, though I take it it's not unexpected? Sharon: Christine Blair warned me this might happen. Hank: Then you know what we're looking for-- the clothes and the shoes that your daughter was wearing during the night of the party and subsequent accident. You can make this a lot easier by just handing the items over to us, ma'am. Sharon: Detective, I honestly don't know where they are. Hank: Then maybe your husband does. Perhaps I should speak to him. Sharon: Nicholas isn't here. Hank: Do you think he might know where the clothes are? Sharon: I can't speak for my husband. Hank: We all know how painful this experience has been for you and your family. I can understand why it would be hard for you to part with anything of your daughter's. But if you have any idea where they might be... Sharon: I told you, I don't. Hank: Would you contact your husband for us? Maybe he can help us out. Sharon: He's not answering his cell phone. It's just going straight to voice mail. Nick, it's me. Uh, I'm still at home. Would you give me a call, honey? It's important. Sharon: Look, can't we wait on this until he gets back to me? Hank: No, ma'am, I'm afraid not. Let's start on the first floor. I'll take the kitchen. Officer: All right. Hank: All right. [SCENE_BREAK] Chris: Daniel, listen to me, I have been involved in a lot of trials, and the one I have learned is that you never know what will happen. And Paul and I are gonna keep digging until we find something to back up your story. Officer: Ms. Blair, Daniel's mother and Jack Abbott are here to see him. Chris: Okay. My client and I are finished. You can send them in. Phyllis: Thank you. Jack: Thanks. Phyllis: Hey. Daniel: Hey. Phyllis: I brought you a suit. Daniel: Thanks. It's gonna feel pretty weird, being in normal clothes again. Jack: Yeah, in no time at all now, you'll be out of those jumpsuits. Chris: I'll give you some privacy. I'll be outside. We can go to the courthouse together. See you later. Jack: Thanks. Chris: Thank you. Phyllis: Christine, Christine. Phyllis: Get him out of here. I swear to you, get him out of here. Chris: The police should be searching Nick and Sharon's as we speak. We have to pray that they find something we can use. Phyllis: Even if they don't, I want you to keep on looking. You look until you can't look anymore. I don't care what you have to do, I don't care where you have to go, but you find something else. Please, you find something. I'm counting on you. Chris: Okay. Phyllis: So... Daniel: So? Phyllis: So... here we are. Did you get sleep last night? Daniel: A little. Phyllis: Well, here we are. The trial is finally starting. That's a good thing. It's what we're looking forward to. 'Cause it's one step closer to getting you home where you belong. [SCENE_BREAK] Eric: No, that's not what I'm telling you, Michael. Look, Lauren has emotional scars that will linger, but there's no reason why she can't move on. Michael: And how is that possible, with Sheila on the loose? Eric: On the loose? Who told you that? Michael: The last thing I read about her is that she had escaped from an institution for the criminally insane. Eric: Yes, well, that's true, but she was recaptured last year, and she's back in a hospital. Michael: Really? Eric: Yeah. She will spend the rest of her life incarcerated at Hemet, California. It's a town about an hour outside of Palm Springs. Michael: Is Lauren aware of this? Eric: Yeah. I told her myself. Michael: Well, I'm relieved, naturally, but I'm sure Lauren hasn't forgotten that Sheila has escaped custody and eluded the authorities before. Eric: No, I haven't forgotten that either, which is why I'm in regular contact with the warden down there. Michael: That's smart. Eric: He assures me that she is under a much heavier guard than she ever was before. Sheila's not going anywhere. So as far as I'm concerned, the two of you can relax. You go ahead and plan whatever kind of a wedding you want. Sheila is no longer a threat. [SCENE_BREAK] Phyllis: You know, I was thinking, um, that we could take a trip when you come home. We should go to Chicago 'cause it's real close. We could go there for the weekend, the three of us, and--and just eat pizza and-- Jack: Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait. Why settle for Chicago? Why not take a real vacation? Tahiti maybe. I hear it's beautiful this time of year. Heck, it's probably beautiful anytime of year. Daniel: Guys, guys... you know, I would love to take a trip with you. I would --I would love to just sit at home and watch TV with Lily. But, you know, I can't think about those things right now. I mean... I can't set myself up for fall. I've gotta be prepared for the worst, you know-- being found guilty, given the maximum sentence. Phyllis: Daniel-- Daniel: No, and, Mom... you need to be prepared for that, too. [SCENE_BREAK] Sharon: Oh, please, don't. That's--she's my daughter. Officer: Yes, ma'am. Sharon: Thank you. Hank: Pete, I'm gonna head upstairs to the bedrooms. Sharon: Upstairs? Hank: Is there something wrong, ma'am? Sharon: Well, it's just, uh, Cassie's room. We haven't touched it since... Hank: I'll be very careful, but we do need to look up there. [SCENE_BREAK] Lauren: That shipment was due in my store last week. Well, make sure that it is, otherwise, I am taking my business elsewhere. Lauren: I'm sorry about that. Gloria: It's okay. So you were saying... Lauren, I asked you why you're pretending that a big wedding no longer matters to you. Lauren: I wasn't pretending. I really believe that. Gloria: So is it because, uh, maybe the arrangements got a little bit too grand? Or--or maybe it's too expensive, because if that's the case, I have spoken to John, and he is more than willing to help out. As a matter of fact, he's setting me up with my own banking account, which means that I will have access to, you know, money. Lauren: Gloria, believe me, this has nothing to do with money. It's very sweet of John, but, you know, tell him to close the account. We don't even need it. Gloria: No, no, no. I can't do that... because I'm not giving up on this. Because a wedding is about more than just a couple getting married. It's also about the people who want to be there for them and to share in their joy. Lauren: I understand that. I really do. Gloria: Yeah? Well, if you really did, then I don't think you would deny me this opportunity to be with my son. So I'm telling you right now, that I am the mother of the groom, and I will not be shut out. [SCENE_BREAK] (Telephone rings) (Ring) Michael: Michael Baldwin. Scott: Mr. Baldwin, its Scott, Lauren's son. Michael: I know who you are, Scott. Don't be so formal. Call me Michael. Scott: I'm phoning to congratulate you on your engagement to my mom. Michael: That's very nice of you. Thank you. Scott: I still don't understand why she was being so secretive. I mean, this is a pretty big deal, right? Michael: Very big. I'm a lucky guy. She's a terrific lady. Scott: She seems awfully happy. Michael: I hope so. Uh, and I'm sorry I didn't mention this when we first met. Scott: Oh, you shouldn't have had to. I mean, it was really up to her. Michael: I'm sure she had her reasons. Scott: I can't imagine what they could be. And it's not just that. I'm worried about her. Michael: Why? Scott: She wasn't herself when she was up here. Michael: Well, how do you mean? Scott: It seemed like something was bothering her. Michael: As far as I know, she's fine. Scott: Look, I'm not a kid who needs to be protected. If something's going on with my mom, I can handle it. Michael: I don't know how much more I can tell you, Scott. Scott: Well, you can level with me, Michael. Since we're gonna be family now, I'd appreciate the truth. What's really going on with my mother? Michael: I really don't know how to answer you, Scott. Uh, if your mother wasn't being herself, perhaps it was because she was feeling a little guilty. Scott: Guilty about what? Michael: Well, not having told you about our engagement, you know, at the time I proposed. Scott: She shoulda known I'd be happy for her. Michael: Well, you know Lauren. She's very independent. Maybe she wanted to try having a new husband on for size before announcing it to the whole world. Scott: Hey, man, I'm not "The New York Times," I'm her son. Michael: Well, I wouldn't take it personally. Scott: So, uh, you guys still planning on a private ceremony? Michael: Yeah, yeah. Maybe Hawaii. Scott: I wish I could be there. Michael: W-well, it's really up to Lauren. Scott: So this whole low-key thing was her idea? Michael: Actually, uh, it was a mutual decision. Scott: Oh, so you want it that way, too. Michael: Look, Scott, we--we both have very busy careers. Time itself is a precious commodity. Neither of us felt the need to make this the social event of the season. Scott: Ah, well, I'm sorry I won't be celebrating with you, then. But if that's the way it has to be... Michael: I'm glad you understand. Scott: I really don't. But I wish you the best. Michael: Thanks. And, um, call me anytime you feel like it. Scott: I will. Michael: And, um, I'm sure Lauren will be in touch with you soon. Scott: Just promise me something, will you? Michael: Of course. Scott: Take care of her, Michael. Take good care of her. Michael: Yeah, I will, buddy, always. Scott: Well, I better be going. Michael: Uh, thanks, uh, thanks for the best wishes, and I'll let Lauren know you called. Scott: Okay. Bye. Michael: Bye. [SCENE_BREAK] Lauren: Michael and I are not trying to shut you out. I understand why you'd want to be part of this wedding. Any mother would feel that way. Gloria: But it's so much more than that. You know I wasn't much of a mother to my boys when they were growing up. And I wasn't there for them nearly as much as I shoulda been. When Michael left Detroit, he and I hardly ever spoke. We went years without having any contact at all. And now that he is back in my life, it means so much to me. I have to be a part of this wedding. Lauren: Maybe there is a way that you could be there. Gloria: Really? Lauren: Yes. We could arrange for you to come to Hawaii, you--you and Kevin. Gloria: I'd like that. You have no idea. Lauren: All right. Let me run it by Michael and see what he says, and I'll get back to you. Gloria: Thank you, Lauren. But I have to ask you once again, are you sure you won't consider the wedding that we originally planned? Lauren: Gloria! Gloria: I have to be very clear. Lauren: Okay, once and for all, Michael and I are getting married in a private ceremony in Hawaii. This is what your son and I want. This isn't about making you happy. Now please. I do not want to discuss this any further. [SCENE_BREAK] Phyllis: Daniel, listen to me, don't talk like this. I'm not even going to consider you being found guilty. Daniel: Mom, its reality. Phyllis: I want you to put those thoughts out of your mind. Daniel: How? We don't have any evidence, you know, and you have to accept that. Jack: Daniel, listen to me, I know things look pretty bleak right now. The truth is on your side. Daniel: Jack, I know I wasn't driving that night, okay? But we can't prove it. Jack: Not right now, but you've got a lot of people working very hard to get you out of here, and all they ask of you is you believe in yourself and in them. Daniel: I'm trying. Jack: Keep trying. This thing is not over yet. I know sometimes it feels like it, but it ain't. You gotta hang in there a little bit longer. [SCENE_BREAK] Hank: There's nothing upstairs. Pete: There's nothing down here either. Hank: Go ahead and, uh, check out the garage, please. Pete: Yes, sir. Sharon: Uh, it's through the kitchen. Pete: Thank you. Hank: Again, I, uh, apologize for putting you through this. But, uh, it couldn't be helped. Sharon: I hope this is the last time we'll have to meet like this. Hank: So do I. But I wouldn't count on it. Sharon: Why? Hank: Your husband signed for those clothes at the hospital. They were in his possession, now they're not. Unless you can explain that? Hank: Ma'am, a judge has ordered these items in question to be made available for examination. Knowing Miss Blair as I do, I guarantee you she isn't gonna let this drop. She's gonna keep looking for this evidence. Sharon: Oh, I'm sure. Hank: It's already been a very trying time for your family. I'd rather you not be subjected to any more hassles. Sharon: Meaning we will be? Are you guaranteeing that, too? Hank: One last time, Mrs. Newman, are you absolutely certain you can't provide us with the articles mentioned in the warrant? [SCENE_BREAK] Michael: Yes, I'd like to book a reservation on a flight to Palm Springs, California, please. Mm-hmm, round-trip. Uh, your next flight. I'd like to be there today. Yes, I'll need a car. I'll be driving to Hemet. Yeah, I'll hold. [SCENE_BREAK] Jack: Then we're agreed? We're not gonna push any panic buttons just yet. Daniel: Like I said, I'll try my best. Phyllis: Listen, Daniel, if I had a Nickel for every time I was facing my darkest hour... Daniel: You could probably buy me outta this place? Phyllis: Yes, I could. The point I'm making... is every time I felt like the world was against me, I always came out on top. Always. Phyllis: Always. It's like the day I lost you. I thought it was over. I thought I was gonna die. And I thought I'd never see you again. And look at us, look how close we are. See? I never thought that we'd be standing next to each other, ever. You're the best part of my life, the best. Phyllis: So when you think that things are impossible... Phyllis: You know the rest of the story. Daniel: Yeah. Yeah, I do. Phyllis: Don't give up on me. Don't ever give up on me. [SCENE_BREAK] (Cell phone rings) (Ring) Chris: Christine Blair. Hank: It's Hank Weber. Officer Frankel and I just completed our search at Nicholas Newman's house and garage. Chris: And? Hank: We turned the place upside down, didn't find a thing. Chris: I see. Hank: But for what it's worth, counselor, Sharon Newman was home alone, and your instincts were right on the money. She definitely knows more than what she's telling us. Unfortunately, I couldn't get her to admit to anything. Chris: Thank you, Detective. Sharon: My God, Nicholas, what have you done? [NEXT_ON] Man: State V. Daniel Romalotti. Lauren: Michael went on a trip? Michael: Sheila Carter-- I was curious about her condition, what kind of patient she is. Man: Then you don't know. Michael: Know what?