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Glad I got a chance to bring you up to speed

on the Andre Richardson investigation.

-Yeah, about that. I... -[phone buzzing]

Wait. Hold on a sec.

Let me get this, then we can talk.

Hey, sweetheart. I thought you'd be home by now.

I'm on my way.

I just needed to stop by the salon for some product.

I won't be long.

You better not.

I'm counting the minutes until I can

show my beautiful wife

All right. Bye, baby.

Sounds like you and your wife have the kind of relationship

most would envy.

Yeah. Yeah.

You know, I mean, we've had our rough patches

just like anyone, but in the end

Hayley and I are solid.

Hey.

Aren't you that customer

who had that medical emergency or something?

You okay now?

Unfortunately, I had a miscarriage.

-I'm so sorry. -HAYLEY: Thank you.

I was just coming over to say hello to this gentleman.

Maybe you recognize him, too.

He came to my rescue that night.

If he hadn't gotten me to the hospital when he did,

who knows if I would have survived?

You are truly my hero.

And you...

definitely look better than the last time I saw you,

Mrs. Hamilton, right?

Mm-hmm. You are correct.

Well, I'm glad to see you doing well.

As terrible as that time was,

it's good to know that there are still people out there like you,

willing to help a total stranger in her time of need.

I just did what any Good Samaritan would do.

But, hey, um, listen, I would love to stay

and hear more about how things are going with you,

but I've got to get to work, so, uh...

Here, take my seat.

I'm sure you need to have your rest.

You're very kind.

-Oh, no. -What?

Oh, hell no.

I wish we'd picked someplace else.

I am not in the mood for a run-in with Hayley.

Wait.

I know that guy.

He's the one who took her to the hospital

when she had the miscarriage.

He's the one? Well, talk about a coincidence.

-I know him, too. His name's Randy. -Sammy.

What?

His name's Sammy. I remember distinctly.

No. I've known him for years.

I'm telling you, his name is Randy.

-Thank you so much, Sammy. -Of course.

-Thank you. -No problem.

? ?

[Pamela sighs]

What are we doing wrong?

[phone buzzing]

What in the what?

As I live and breathe, Ridge Forrester.

Hello, Pamela. Hope I didn't catch you

in the middle of something.

PAMELA: Darling, I'm always

but never too busy for you.

So, a little birdie told me you're in the process

of relaunching Dani Dupree.

"Process" being the operative word.

It's taking a little bit longer than I'd hoped.

Well, that's why I'm calling you. Maybe I can help.

We dug up some info from the past few years.

Keeping this guy Andre

under steady surveillance as discussed.

In fact, I've got a man on him as we speak,

at your ex-wife's house.

I mean, they are married, you know.

Idiotic as it may seem.

Yes, but...

it looks like they each have their own place.

Not exactly the usual arrangement.

Well, having been married to Dani, I can appreciate,

you know, needing a place of your own to escape.

Well, it's my job to notice anomalies,

and you never know when something

that feels a little off might lead you

to discovering someone's deepest, darkest secrets.

Yeah, uh, before you go any further,

I got to tell you, Keegan, I've been having

second thoughts about all this.

You know? I... I think I'm ready

to pull the plug on the whole thing.

[laptop chimes]

Hey, babe, you working hard?

Yeah, sure.

Naomi?

What's going on?

You just startled me, is all.

I was working on this brief.

Is that the same brief from last night?

Babe, maybe you should take a break.

All that nonstop working isn't good for you,

-especially if you're... -I feel fine.

Aren't you supposed to be on duty?

Yeah, but I asked my dad if I could

have the rest of the night off.

You hate asking Elon for favors.

Yeah, but apparently

nobody forgets that I'm the chief's son.

So I figured, for once, I can remember that

and get some special treatment.

Why? What's going on? Are you feeling okay?

No.

All right? No, I'm not.

I haven't been since we had that fight

and I took the overnight shift to cool off,

which means we spent last night apart

and we weren't able to talk about it.

-I feel terrible. -Really?

I thought I was the terrible one.

-I never said that. -You said

that I made you feel like

there was a no-win situation in my possible pregnancy.

Look, I know what I said, and I didn't accuse you of anything,

but I remember you saying that me being happy

about the idea of being a father

was insensitive to your feelings.

And then me trying to empathize with you was wrong, too.

I remember.

Well, you don't need to feel bad about anything you said.

I'm the unreasonable one.

No, you're not.

You have every right to feel everything you're feeling,

and it's my job to roll with the punches and give you time

and space to sort out your feelings.

So, then what's my job supposed to be?

To feel them.

Like, you don't know if you're pregnant or not,

so your emotions are all over the place.

And if I can't handle that, what kind of husband would I be?

Never let it be said that Ridge Forrester

doesn't know how to command a woman's attention.

What did you have in mind?

All right.

So we all agree that this wedding photo

pretty much blew up the Internet, right?

So here's my thought. How about this?

A photo shoot with Dani and Andre

for the Forrester fragrance line.

And not just a photo shoot but a whole campaign

with billboards, magazines, all of it.

Love it to death.

But I must say, I'm a little surprised.

Forrester's never been interested in Dani before.

In fact, you turned us down flat.

Come on. That's just timing. It's timing and...

what you're drawn to, and what I'm drawn to right now

is this newly married couple angle.

Comeback model and the very handsome photographer husband.

This could work for all of us

What do you say?

You bet.

Let me talk to Andre and Dani and get back to you.

All right, good. You know where I'll be. Nice talking to you.

Always a pleasure, Ridge.

[exclaims] Yes.

Since he's well-off

and obviously not after Dani's money.

It's your call, of course,

but before you decide to pull the plug,

I really think you should take a look at this file.

After all, you already paid for it.

Too much, if you ask me.

Look, man, far be it from me to denigrate anyone's work,

but...

you know, this summary of the last three years,

it's nothing I don't know already.

I mean, the guy traveled the globe,

lived a good life, photographed a ton of women,

and slept with an inordinate number of them.

You know, the fact that Andre's lived

the jet-setter playboy life doesn't help.

You know, in fact, your investigation

is making my argument.

Andre's life is an open if not frivolous book.

You know, there's nothing to see here.

Maybe on the surface, but as a professional,

I have to ask myself, what's missing from that file?

-And what do you tell yourself? -Pictures of him.

Even photographers, especially those

who are celebrities in their own right,

the way Andre Richardson is,

get their picture taken every once in a while.

You get invited to a ton of parties,

walk a lot of red carpets.

Yeah, I mean, so what? I mean, maybe Andre is just camera-shy.

But he wasn't until a year ago.

Before that, he was laughing, dancing at parties,

smiling at fundraisers,

posing in front of step-and-repeats.

Then, all of a sudden, practically nothing.

No pictures of Andre in public at all,

outside of the one of his Vegas wedding to your ex.

Huh.

Exactly. Something's off.

Could be worth checking out.

You're the client, so it's up to you whether I keep going or not.

But if you were to ask my professional opinion,

this guy's an iceberg,

and I'd want to know what's swimming around

underneath that shiny surface.

I suspect that's what you felt from the start.

And I'm telling you right now, you were right.

There's more going on with Andre Richardson than we know.

Look, I hired you because of his relationship with my ex.

Andre is far too young for her, okay?

And he's had too many women on a string.

There's no way that he could ever make Dani happy.

Probably not.

Yeah, but...

I did tell everyone that I was down on the marriage

because I wanted to protect my daughters.

That I...

figured that he had an agenda in getting together with Dani.

Which could still be the case.

True.

Keep going.

Wise choice.

Don't flatter the judge after you've already won.

Just pisses him off.

You know, information is power,

and I like having power over people like Andre Richardson.

You know, you never know when it'll be useful.

Ex-wife or not.

Girl, we don't all look the same.

I'm telling you, I am looking at Hayley talking

to Sammy like she knows him.

And I think I would recognize my late husband's best friend,

thank you very much.

That is Randy Parker.

Well, he was Sammy the Good Samaritan that night.

Trust me, my memory of it is crystal clear.

Hayley comes running out of the bathroom covered in blood.

She refused to let me touch or help her.

Then this guy pops out of the crowd

and rushes her to the hospital.

So, if his real name is Randy...

Which it is.

...then why did he give a fake name that night?

I bet I know. He works for Joey Armstrong,

and he was on Joey's bad side at the time,

so he was having to lay low.

It only makes sense that Randy wouldn't yell out

his real name in the middle of a crowded bar.

Could be.

Still doesn't make total sense to me.

Sammy, please don't leave- well, not right away.

The least I can do is buy you a drink

for the way that you saved me.

I'm sorry. I really am running late.

Another time, perhaps?

Don't turn around,

but someone who knows me is sitting over there

with your husband's ex.

So? We know each other because of the night you rescued me.

In fact, it would look suspicious

if the two of us weren't on speaking terms.

-Smart. -Have to be.

Well, I'm headed out.

Don't forget to check your texts.

Uh, Dani's out with Vanessa right now,

but you're welcome to hang until she gets back,

or if you have other stuff to do,

you can leave the message with me

and I'll fill her in later.

I'm not going anywhere.

I need to talk to the both of you,

and a little alone time for the two of us won't hurt

because I am determined to change your mind.

So this is about the modeling gig again, isn't it?

Pamela, I already told you, I-I'm not interested.

I know, but there's been a new development,

and I am confident you're going to love it.

HAYLEY: Hello, ladies.

Hayley, I would invite you to sit down,

but we're having too good a time.

Mm. Charming as ever, Dani.

I only came by to let Vanessa know that I have a friend

who might be looking for a new home soon.

-Can I give her your number? -You have friends?

Of course you can.

Although I'm very busy at the moment

with other aspects of my business,

so I might have to let one of my associates help with the search.

Okay. I think that would be fine with her.

Great. I'm sure we can find something for your friend.

-HAYLEY: Thank you. -Is the guy who helped you out

the night of your miscarriage a new friend, too?

I'd be glad if he was, I owe him so much,

but today's the first time we've seen each other since.

It was, uh, Sammy, right?

That's right.

That's what I thought.

Well, since I won't be joining you, I better head out.

Dani, you should get Chelsea and Naomi to tell you

about the incredible birthday party we had for Bill.

Such a good time. Shame you couldn't be there.

I'm sure my invitation got lost in the mail.

Wish my ex-husband many happy returns, huh?

I'll be sure to do just that.

You know, I'm counting on having Bill around

for a very long, long time.

Looks like she has no idea what Sammy's real name is either.

Ah.

I don't know.

Meaning?

You know what?

Life is too short to waste any more brain space

on that hapless home-wrecker.

If she's actually got something going on with Randy,

Sammy, Boo Boo the fool, whoever

is Bill's problem, not mine.

You need something, boss?

Yes.

Some of our customers have fallen behind on their payments.

I'd like you to pay a visit

and remind them of their obligations.

I'll get right on that.

One more thing, Randy.

Name it.

You want to explain what you're up to with Bill Hamilton's wife?

So, is this what I have to look forward to

if I am pregnant?

You tiptoeing around my feelings and my raging hormones?

Babe, listen,

if I made you think that the only reason

I care about how you feel is because

you're carrying my child,

then I've failed you as a husband.

First, last, and foremost, you are my wife.

And we got married for a damn good reason,

because we love each other.

Damn right we do.

So that's underneath everything between us.

The good, the bad, the hard, the easy,

the agreements, the disagreements.

Especially the disagreements.

So I figure we'll be all right.

Take as much time as you need.

I'm sure we'll get to a place where we'll talk about it

and-and tell each other how we feel.

It's okay. That's what makes us work, right?

Jacob Hawthorne, you play a good game.

It's one of your special skills, you know.

This time, it's... it's different.

Babies, by definition, are complicated,

and that's when there are two parents

who are on board with the idea, positive or negative.

Throw in a disagreement about it,

two opposing views with no easy compromise.

Hang on. I didn't say it'd be easy.

I said we'd get there because I have faith in us,

and I know you do, too.

You know, this could've been a phone call.

Why did you call in a favor from your dad

to tell me this at home?

Because sometimes a face-to-face needs to happen

when two people who love each other fight.

I didn't ask you out to talk about

that creature Bill is married to.

I wanted to see how you're holding up.

All right. Hanging in, and it's-it's been a journey.

Did the memorial service help?

It did, but...

I wound up at the police station afterwards

looking at some surveillance footage

of Doug's last hours, which was not exactly pleasant.

I can only imagine.

Donnell hasn't been around and didn't witness

how much Doug had been struggling,

so the whole situation was news to him.

It's been so hard for him to try to absorb

how much his father changed over the past few months.

We must have watched that horrible video

five or six times.

Watched as Doug got drunker, angrier.

I am so sorry.

That's the last thing you needed to see

when you are already grieving,

but at least you have Donnell to lean on.

It's good that Donnell is here

so you don't have to be by yourself.

It is nice to have my son home, but he doesn't belong here.

He should be back at Banneker.

If Donnell stays here longer,

it means he won't graduate on time,

and I have been counting on seeing my twins

get their diplomas together.

It's kind of a dream come true, you know? Mission accomplished.

-I understand, but still. -But still, what?

Having Donnell here was a silver lining, is all I'm saying.

I know you missed him when he went away to college.

Unless him being here cramps your style in some way.

Since when do you dance around

instead of saying what's really on your mind?

Fine.

Are you anxious about Donnell

going back to school because you're worried

about him getting in between you and Joey Armstrong?

Clearly, you and Nicole haven't been keeping each other

up to speed because she just asked me

pretty much the same thing.

Dani, I am in no mood to be made to feel guilty

about what I am doing with Joey,

so if that's where this conversation is going,

we can call it a day right here.

Hey, believe me, I know I'm in no position to judge anyone,

but that also makes me all too familiar

with self-destructive behavior,

and if I see someone I care about

going down a torturous path,

I'm going to risk their bad temper to call them out.

Sweetie, I'm concerned, and clearly Nicole is, too.

And I appreciate that, but I'm fine.

And even if I wasn't, I am, I am perfectly capable

of-of handling my own life.

But can you handle him?

I mean, he's Joey Armstrong.

Thanks for letting me know. I never got his last name.

-Vanessa, wait. -Dani,

I understand that you care, but I-I am gonna scream

in the middle of this bar

if people don't start giving me a little bit of credit.

I give you a world of credit.

You are utterly fierce when you are on your game.

You take no prisoners.

But you're not on your game, not now.

You are hurt and grieving,

and Joey Armstrong is not the person you rely on

when you're in need.

-You couldn't be more wrong. -Vanessa.

Nicole and I are asking you to be careful.

-Because he's dangerous. -Maybe I like it that way.

What about Bill Hamilton's wife?

I really hate it when people play dumb.

I happened to be going over parking lot security footage,

and I saw a woman come into the casino

at night and then come out a little while later.

Now, I didn't think much of that at first,

until I saw her face and could tell who she was.

Now, I'm gonna ask you again...

what are you up to with Hayley Hamilton?

What can I say, Joey? You caught me.

We've been hooking up. Yeah. Nothing serious,

but if you know Hayley at all,

you know she's a real firecracker.

And her old lawyer husband,

he just can't meet all her needs.

So we're both getting what we want out of it,

if you catch my drift.

And I mean, it's not like, uh,

Hayley's the only Fairmont Crest wife

to get a little spice on the side, am I right?

Just make sure it doesn't get back to her husband.

Doug McBride was never a threat. Bill Hamilton?

That's something else.

Oh.

I'm not worried about that guy.

-Hey, baby. -Hey, baby. Mm.

You're traveling light.

No shopping bag from the salon?

I thought you were picking up some hair products?

They ran out of my brand. Can you believe that?

They promised to send some over when the new shipment comes in.

Oh, and lucky me, I ran into Dani.

She wishes you a happy belated birthday.

No gift,

though, unless you count her not being at the party.

Oh, and speaking of gifts,

I've been meaning to give you this.

Babe, I already have one of those.

You gave it to me right after our wedding.

Yeah, yeah, I know, but I got a fraud alert

on the account, so they issued a new number.

Here, let me put it in your purse for you.

Um...

-I thought you said they didn't have your brand. -They didn't.

This is just a little something I picked up from the drugstore.

Oh, that's a pretty small bag, babe. What...

Uh, are you going to spend the rest of the day worried

about my trivial little purchases,

or are you gonna let me properly thank you

for replacing my favorite card?

And if you need a hint about the right answer,

then clearly I haven't been doing my job as a loving wife.

Well, I really like the way you drop hints.

Randy. Twice in one day. What are the odds?

Sorry I couldn't stop and say hello before, but, uh,

duty called and still does.

Boss, let me get right on that thing you asked me about.

Vanessa.

Well, now that we have a little privacy.

[Joey moaning]

[chuckles]

JOEY: Wow.

That had a little more punch than usual.

Well, maybe I feel like I have something to prove.

To me? Never.

Good to know. So...

what did Randy mean when he left?

Is he off on some kind of special assignment for you?

Oh, don't worry about it.

It's like I always say, it's better for you

to not know everything.

What if I know something you don't for a change?

Such as?

Seems like Randy and Hayley Hamilton

have a connection.

Way ahead of you.

It's no fun being the last one to know something.

Not sure I can help you with that.

What if you could?

-So let me get this straight... -What's going on?

[gasps] Do you want to tell her, or shall I?

Take it away.

Forrester Creations called.

And not just anyone. Ridge Forrester himself.

They want you.

You're kidding, right?

Forrester never wanted me before.

What was it? Something about being overexposed.

Well, apparently, you're just the right amount of exposed now.

Ridge made an offer,

and it's pretty damn sweet.

Forrester, right? Forrester Creations?

-That's what you said? -You heard me correctly.

My white whale? The one I longed for and never landed.

I never stopped dreaming

of adding that name to my portfolio.

Well, your dream has come true.

[both screaming, laughing]

Yes, but there's a catch.

Oh?

Yeah, it's a package deal.

They want you and me.

They want to do a spread featuring us,

a real-life couple.

Now, spread doesn't really do it justice.

Forrester wants to do a full campaign

built around their fragrance line.

We're talking about billboards, commercials,

the full-court Forrester press.

DANI: Yesterday you said you didn't want to model.

Has that changed?

When we were talking about modeling before, Andre,

we were talking about it as a concept, right?

What I'm talking about now is real, right?

There is a once-in-a-lifetime,

"sell your soul for" offer on the table.

Now, that is something that you don't say no to.

Now, you must see that this is a way

to give the woman of your dreams

the job of her dreams, don't you?

Pamela, enough.

-PAMELA: Okay. -I want to hear from Andre.

Yes, yes, yes. Enough of the sales pitch,

except to say that the two of you are certifiably crazy

if you pass this up.

Dani, you remember how many times we pitched

Forrester in the past?

Okay. All right, all right. Shutting up now.

You don't want to do it, do you?

Babe, I told you, I'm...

I'm not a model.

My strengths are on the other side of the camera.

But that shouldn't sink the deal for you.

There's no shortage of men out there who can

play the role of your partner for this campaign.

Except what Ridge wants is a real-life married couple.

Uh, they'll settle for an image of one.

[scoffs] And you know this how?

Because I've worked with enough marketing geniuses to know

what's really behind what a design house says they want.

Forrester Creations can still have us,

just not the way they originally thought.

Look... babe.

What we can give them is so much better.

Not just the happy couple but with me as the photographer.

Hmm?

Think about it.

A series of shots through the eyes of love.

-The eyes of love? -Yes.

Yes. I knew you'd like it. And Forrester will, too.

They still get to have you.

And you get to work for your dream fashion house.

It's a win-win.

We can make that happen, right?

No, we can't.

JOEY: Are you really curious about Randy?

Because, honestly, what he does for me

is hardly worth your interest.

Unless there's something else going on.

I'm not entirely sure. I'm still figuring things out.

What I do know is,

something in my life needs to change.

Go on.

You remember how Doug and I came here

and talked you out of hurting Randy?

Of course.

And the reason I changed my mind that night had nothing to do

with Doug and everything to do with you.

I figured that part out on my own. Thanks.

The point is, I went to bat for Randy

because he and I had a connection,

and you and I had one, too.

And I used that.

And it benefited us both, as I recall.

So do I.

And it made me feel powerful.

Because you are.

You say that so easily.

But today I asked what Randy was off to do for you,

and you gave me the boring old

"what you don't know can't hurt you" answer.

Well, I'm not sure knowing what Randy does for me

on any given day is going to fill the void you feel inside.

But what if it does?

My point is, I don't know what I don't know.

People, including you, keep thinking I'm fragile.

They want to protect me. I'm sick and tired

of being protected, and I want it to stop now.

I-I really don't think you know what it is you're asking.

[chuckles] What is it about me

that makes people think I'm incapable?

That I don't know what I'm doing?

I've lost Doug, and I will always mourn him.

I wish with all my heart he was still alive.

But even before he died...

...I was feeling I wanted something more.

I realize I have just about everything,

but it's just not enough.

Well, it seems to me your life is pretty full.

You have a successful real estate business.

You have me anytime, anyplace.

You have your children.

Donnell is here just to look after you.

I enjoy real estate, I definitely enjoy you,

and I love my son, but keep him out of this.

He's my concern, not yours.

So what is my concern?

Keeping me happy.

This is the way it should always be with us.

[phone chimes]

It's the station. Detective Wells needs a report.

-Let me just get it to him. -Yeah, of course.

It's on my shared drive. Just give me a sec.

[gasps] Oh, wait. Jacob, no.

You got a blood test?

When did you get that? After our fight?

I was gonna tell you.

Wait, so you're not pregnant?

No. I'm not.

So I'm not gonna be a father?

No.

I can see you holding this back

if it was something you didn't want,

but it's exactly what you wanted.

So why didn't you tell me

as soon as I walked through the door?

I'm waiting, Naomi. So when were you gonna tell me about this?

I just got the results before you walked in.

I barely had time to process it myself.

So you thought you'd process something

that involves both of us without me?

And here I am, pouring my heart out to you,

telling you how much we need each other,

and you go and keep this from me. Why?

Because...

when I got the notice that the results were in,

I couldn't breathe.

I was terrified to click the button and open that file.

But when I finally got the nerve to look

and I wasn't pregnant,

I was happy.

Don't you see, Jacob?

I am truly happy about this news.

And I look at you and I see how deeply sad you are

about the same news.

Yeah, well, now we know.

We do.

And not just about me not being pregnant,

but that there's a fundamental difference

in what we both want out of life and our marriage.

And all that talk about love being our bottom line...

I don't know where this leaves us.

Queen of hearts. Now, there's a coincidence.

What makes you think it's a coincidence?

Are you telling me you know how to palm cards?

That's a skill I never knew you had.

Maybe I have a lot of skills you don't know about and should.

Put me to work, Joey, because the one thing

that would make me really happy is a bigger role around here.

I want to be an equal,

your equal.

Everything Andre said makes perfect sense

for any other offer but this one.

Ridge was very clear.

Forrester wants to capture some of the sizzle and notoriety

the two of you generated with your Vegas wedding.

If this is going to happen-

and trust me, Dani, you need this to happen-

Andre has to model alongside you.

Otherwise, Forrester will either drop the concept

or go with another couple.

No, no. They can't be that stupid.

This is the Dani Dupree, supermodel.

Forrester should be offering her the moon

and kissing the catwalk she walks under when she says yes.

In a perfect world, yes, but unfortunately,

perfection is in short supply these days.

DANI: Wait.

Babe, this job,

this fashion house

is my dream.

Please.

Say yes.

Do it for me.

Dani...

-Something to drink? -Mm. You better believe it.

You've really put me through my paces, Mrs. Hamilton.

Mm. I try.

Any particular requests?

Yeah. Why don't you throw something in there

to help me get my strength back?

Okay.

I... got you, babe.

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