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Last time, on The Colbys...

Someone's trying to kill us!

I bet it was one of those crazies who've
been writing the threatening letters.

What threatening letters?

That article Lucas Carter
published, "Jason Colby, Traitor."

It's got me some hate mail.

You are waiting for the
President of Synchrodime.

Well... here I am!

Yes, I bought the
company this morning!

What?

You forced my
father out of business.

Now I'm forcing you
into business with me.

He snatched it right out from under me
because you told him I planned to buy it!

That is not true!

Well, of course it's true! You're
the only one who talks to him!

You're early. I was
still in the shower.

Oh, this is great!

Oh, yeah!

Bliss, this is not what you
think! Let me explain! I...

Go straight to heck, Kolya!

How's this? It's an
engagement ring.

- Is that Powers?
- Don't be upset.

I'm good at what I do. I
proved that with La Mirage.

I had a career and I want it
again. What's wrong with that?

Nothing, except you have enough
on your hands with this pregnancy.

Miles, you can accuse your mother
of being an empire builder all you want,

but she's right. We're competing
with Jack and Fallon in everything.

I know.

And I've been doing
some thinking myself lately.

Yeah?

Yeah, believe it or not. I've decided to
give my brother, Jeff, a run for his money.

Is he here?

No, no, of course not,
Adrienne. What's wrong?

It's Scott. My son's disappeared

and it's your fault
he's run away.

That doesn't make sense.

Oh, it makes sense to Monica!

You're talking
about my daughter?

Monica is the one who should be
out looking for Scott. He's her son!

Cash, please let's not
see each for a while.

This divorce,
everything, it's my fault.

I need time. We all need time.

- This divorce isn't your fault.
- Of course it is!

You bring it to me like
a gift but it's a weight.

How can I not feel responsible?

It's our chance to be
together with our son.

Our son is happier without me.

How can you say that?

I've been telling
myself that for years.

It's the only way I
can cope with the guilt.

Well, then you've
been deceiving yourself.

Have I? I'm back in his life now
and I'm bringing him nothing but pain.

Only because he doesn't know
the whole truth when he does...

- I don't want him to know!
- When he does, he'll accept it.

In time, he'll be
happier for knowing.

How can you be so sure?

Because, Monica, you're
the kind of mother he needs.

You're strong and steady,
and we love each other.

He needs parents
who love each other.

He's our son. We don't need a piece
of paper or legal document to prove that.

I just wanna bring us together so we
can be the family we were meant to be.

The rest will
take care of itself.

I wanna believe that.

Believe it! We can
make it happen.

We can.

No, no, that won't be
necessary, Sergeant.

I'll see Mrs. Cassidy
is brought home, yes.

Thank you.

Police wanna meet
you at your hotel.

They need photos of Scott,
description of his clothes,

anything you can think
of that might help it.

Including the truth about my
husband and your daughter?

I tried to warn you,
but you wouldn't listen.

I'll take you home.

I'll come with
you, Mrs. Cassidy.

Adrienne, what
are you doing here?

Looking for my
husband... and Scott.

Scott?

He ran away. He ran away
because of you and you.

Oh, my God.

When? How long has
he been missing, Jason?

Since early this evening.

Apparently the police are
already on their way to your hotel.

They want you to
meet them there.

If anything happens to him...

Nothing will happen to him.

Now please, stop
making things worse.

I'll take you home.
Thanks for your help.

Adrienne... Can't you
just leave us alone?

It's okay, baby.

I know about it,
the whole story.

Oh, Daddy...

Scott!

- They'll find him.
- Where?

He doesn't know Los Angeles. He's
out there in the night, alone, frightened!

- God, what have I done to him?
- Monica...

Jason, go with her.

I don't think she wants me
right now. She didn't before.

Who is it?

Frankie: Francesca.
May I come in?

Yes.

Are you alright?

Did my father send you?

No.

He wanted to come himself,
but he knows this isn't the time.

Right now what's
important is your son.

Monica, I know what
you're going through.

How could you?

I gave up a son too.

I spent a lot of time blaming
myself, just like you're doing now.

She's right, you know, Adrienne.

It is my fault.

Blaming yourself won't
help Scott. He needs help.

- What can I do?
- Think.

You said you made
friends with him.

What about his other
friends? Who would he turn to?

I can't think now.

Try, Monica, try!

He's your son and he's missing and
he needs your help now, not your tears.

You knew the boy was
Monica's and you never told me.

I've only known a few weeks
and she didn't tell me, I found it out.

If she couldn't tell me that
makes me a pretty lousy father.

Not just you. She felt she
couldn't tell either of us.

God! What kind of parents...

We love them so much,
maybe we ask too much.

- No!
- We always press them, Jason.

All three. School,
music lessons,

riding, swimming,
they had to be the best!

Not be the best, do their best!

Do your best, keep your
promises, that's fair... always.

Monica always tries
her best, you know that.

My sweet baby girl,
she couldn't tell me.

We did our best, too,
but we're not perfect.

Maybe we've learnt something.

Perhaps we'll do better
with our grandchildren!

Jeff, what is it?

No, don't turn on the light.
I'm coming back to bed.

Darling, tell me...

You're upset. What is it?

Conny's window. There
would be a light on.

She used to be up all hours,
studying the racing form,

handicapping, remember?

I know you miss
her, darling, but...

We flew over where
The plane went down.

There were pieces
of metal everywhere.

God, even Miles couldn't
say anything, he just stared.

There was no smoke by then, just this
big black burn spot with trees all over.

And all those
pieces of the plane...

Like pieces of broken
glass catching the sun...

Darling, don't.

You know our pilot said
it must have been quick.

No time to feel anything just...
quick jilt of panic and then...

Sshhh, I know, I know.

Now I owe her, I
owe for so much.

Everything I have...

My life here, us,
maybe even the baby!

It's all because of Conny.

I owe her, Fallon.

She knew that, darling. But
you have to go on, move forward.

No, not until I find
out why she died.

Alright then, you find out.

Say, how was the
Griffith Park Observatory?

Great! I even got
to meet Mr. Davies.

He runs the place.
We're friends now.

Cash: Hello.

Cash, it's Monica.

The police just left.
They've got a full description.

The doctor's given
Adrienne a sedative.

I think I know where
Scott might be.

Meet me outside your
hotel in fifteen minutes.

Right.

Night Watchman: I haven't heard
anything or seen anything since we closed.

Monica: Scott!

Cash: Scott!

Monica: Scott!

The study of astronomy began
when earliest man counted the stars...

Night Watchman: Hey,
kid, come out of there!

Hey, what are you doing here?
You had us scared to death!

- Don't.
- Scott!

Leave me alone!

What's wrong? I
thought we were friends.

You're not my friend.

You just pretend to be nice to
people, so you could be with my dad.

Hey now, that's no way to talk!

Monica: It's alright, Cash.

Scott, sweetie,
you've got it all wrong.

I care about you
because you're you.

You don't like
me... you like him.

Monica: Scott.

I like you very, very much...

More than you can know!

Well, I don't like you, not
after what you did to my mother.

I hate you and I never
wanna see you again!

Hi. How's the speech coming?

It'd be coming a lot better
if I'd had my mind on it.

I don't like you riding
alone out there this early.

Oh, Jason, I usually ride alone.

Not anymore! I'm not comfortable
with it; not since that sniper business.

Well, I wasn't exactly alone.

There was a Colby security guard behind
every bush, well... every other bush!

We're a long way
from Eureka, my love.

Maybe he is too by this
time. That's what worries me.

You all set on that banquet?
Conference starts tomorrow.

My seating arrangement for
your approval: protocol perfect.

I know it's approved. I'm not
gonna tangle with you on that again!

Well, that was easy!

All the delegates in town yet?

I'm picking up the West
German representative

and his wife at
the airport today.

- Any advice?
- No, you'll be fine.

I'm keeping you from
your speech aren't I?

I'm not making much
headway on it, anyway.

It's Monica, isn't it?

Oh, I'm okay, it's my problem.

Shutting me out? You do
that, you know, shut people out.

My daughter was in trouble
and she wouldn't come to me.

What happened was eight years
ago. She was still a schoolgirl.

Of course she was afraid
of what you would say.

Conny didn't tell me either.
My own sister didn't trust me,

I'd have helped
her, for God's sake.

You can help her now.

Tell her how you feel, that
you love her. She needs that.

Conny, what this...
oooh! What's going on?

Bliss: It's nothing.

Bliss: I, um, don't need these
anymore and I'm getting organized.

What's wrong?

Your lead dancer and
I are having problems.

Tell me about them.

I went to see Kolya's
new apartment yesterday.

I saw a lot more
than I wanted to.

- What?
- No, who!

Georgina Sinclair,
half-naked in his room.

Kolya and Georgina?

They're having an affair.

After all we've been
through, he's seeing her.

Oh, Bliss, darling.

I can't believe it! Even now, I saw
it but I can't believe he'd do that.

I'm so sorry.

It's not just her.

It's all the trouble you and Daddy went
through when he defected, everything!

I have the terrible feeling
we've all been used.

Daddy...

I wish I'd come to you!

Honey...

It's alright, it's alright.

- It was my fault, too.
- No, no.

Yes, yes, I'm supposed to be
the kind of father you can come to.

I didn't tell mother, either.

Just not the kind of
thing you take to parents.

Luckily I had Aunt Conny.

I'd have been lost without her.

She kept it from me. All those years
you had to handle it all by yourself.

She thought it was best.

It was... then.

To sweep it under the rug?

Never works, the
truth always comes out.

Oh, it has.

That's what Scott
was running away from.

- What does he know?
- Only that his dad and I...

He doesn't know I'm his mother!

I don't think he can take
that, on top of everything else.

I'm so sorry, baby.

When we found Scott last night,

he looked at me
with such hatred.

He even told me he hated me.

Oh, Daddy, what's he gonna do
when he finds out I'm his mother!

It's alright now, shh.

It's okay.

He's still asleep, but thanks
for coming by to check on him.

Sure.

Well, the senator is unusually
closed-mouth this morning.

No pronouncements,
announcements, revelations?

I'm just relieved
about Scott, that's all.

That escapade could
have turned out a lot worse.

Escapade? Is that
what you call it?

Your son was desperate!

Well, he's safe now.

We're just lucky Monica
thought of the Observatory.

You'll forgive me if I'm not overcome
with gratitude to Monica Colby.

I am.

Enjoy it! Your gratitude
is all you'll have left.

You can forget about
your plans for marrying her.

That'll be my decision,
after we're divorced.

Do you think the Colbys
will let you marry her?

They hate you and your
family. You won't get Monica.

That's up to her,
not her family!

Don't you Cassidy
men ever learn?

It's always up to Jason.

If your father were alive,
he would tell you that.

Jason will never let
you take his daughter!

This isn't the middle ages, you know.
What's he going to do, lock her up?

He doesn't have to.

Constance Colby told
me Monica worships him.

She needs his approval.

She did eight years
ago and she will now.

He doesn't have that kind of
influence over her anymore.

And don't underestimate
Sable Colby.

She wants her grandson
and Jason will, too.

You'll not only lose
Monica, you'll lose your son.

If you can't see
that, you're blind!

Look, this IMOS conference is
LA's version of a summit meeting.

It's a huge security
problem for the hotel.

I want all the plain clothes and
uniformed policemen you can get. Right.

Whatever happened to the days
when the founding fathers rode

into town on horseback
and met at the local inn?

Well, we're trying to keep
you off horses for a while.

Here's the program
for the opening session.

Now Jason, I won't be at
the conference tomorrow.

- You got a good reason?
- Yes, I think so.

I keep thinking about Conny and
I have to find out what happened.

You think you can do that if
you run down this Hoyt Parker?

According to Soame's report he was
dealing in illegal arms in South East Asia.

I keep thinking that he was a
leftover from the Vietnam War.

Leftover?

A lot of guys got lost over
there, one way or the other,

and if he was in the military I could
check it out through the Pentagon.

Now you might be onto something,
but why now? I need you here!

Oh, Jason, you don't need me.

The IMOS Conference
is your show anyway.

- It's our show! Can't you...
- Jason...

Without Conny, I
wouldn't have a father.

Now I can't thank her for that
but I can find out how she died

and what this Hoyt
Parker had to do with it.

Fair enough.

Thanks.

Mrs. Colby, I need a favor.

I'm sorry, Kolya, I'm
fresh out of favors.

You've talked to Bliss.

It may be none of my
business but she is my daughter.

You hurt her very badly.
She didn't deserve that.

Please,

you and your husband
have been very good to me.

Kolya: I would never do
anything to displease you,

but this problem with
Bliss is my concern.

That is not where
I need your help.

Where do you need me?

I want a new dance partner.

You must replace
Georgina Sinclair!

Replace her?

Now that's a surprise!
Georgina is one of the best.

There must be others!

Unlike money, Kolya, good ballerinas
do not grow on trees in America.

She's too undisciplined,
too modern for my style.

We auditioned dozens of girls
for you... Only Georgina would do!

Besides, she's gained weight.

She's getting too
heavy for the lifts!

Georgina...?

She doesn't weigh an ounce!

Mrs. Colby...

I would rather dance solo
than see Bliss unhappy...

Or not dance at all.

That's why you
want to replace Gina?

I love Bliss.

I gave up my world for her.
Please help me keep her.

Would you please hold
the line, sir? Mrs. Langdon.

- What is it, Henderson?
- A phone call for you...

Well who is it?

Well he refuses to say.
Says he must speak to you.

Hello.

Telephone caller:
Francesca Colby?

Francesca Langdon. Who is this?

I missed your friend in Eureka.
Next time I'll take better aim.

Kolya came to see you?

This morning in my office, on a
matter of "serious business" as he put it.

Mother, you didn't say anything?

I was cordial.

I couldn't be too harsh.
You should have seen him.

- Why?
- He was adorable.

All that Slavic pride.

He was trying to be the
temperamental artiste

just to cover up
his true feelings.

Well what did he say?
Why was he there?

- He demanded a new partner.
- He did?

He gave every excuse in the book why
Georgina had to go. He was so transparent!

Transparent?

Darling, the boy
loves you, desperately.

So now the
decision is all yours.

Kolya needs a partner
and Georgina is the best,

but I'll do what he asks
and fire her, if you tell me to.

No, please don't do that.

I'd like to handle
this one on my own.

Hi, what are you doing home?
Aren't you supposed to be at the office?

I couldn't concentrate on work.

What's wrong?

She tried to tell
me twice, you know.

Monica and the boy?

Where's that famous
antenna twins have?

I'm supposed to pick up what
she's thinking. It works for her.

She always knows when
something's wrong with me.

Honey, you couldn't
know something like this.

I could have at least listened.

I could stop fighting
Jeff, fighting myself.

- So darn selfish!
- Miles, please don't say that.

You're generous and
sensitive. I can see that!

You don't know
what I said to her.

She told me that Fallon would
never try to lose her baby, right,

and I said to her,
"How would you know?"

"You've never been pregnant with
a child you might have to give up!"

You didn't mean anything
by it. You'd never hurt her.

But I did hurt her.

I've hurt you, too.

I've gotta stop doing that
to people that love me.

I do love you,
honey, you know that.

I've gotta be better, you know.

- I know...
- Somehow... Better...

I know, I know.

Excuse me, Mr. Colby. I have alerted
security. Shall I call the police as well?

Security, what's going on?

Oh, I am sorry, sir. I assumed
that Mrs. Langdon had told you.

There was a phone call from the
man who shot at them in Eureka.

- Oh, my God!
- The sniper?

- Yes.
- Where is Francesca?

She's gone to see your
father, sir. Shall I call the police?

No, it's alright. I'll
take care of this.

Butler: Yes sir, thank you, sir.

This is your uncle's doing.

Printing that filth about
my father in his rag sheet.

I told your father not to trust him
and you know how I feel about him.

Hey, I'm sorry.
Nobody's blaming you.

Is his attorney still in town?

I think he's at the
Excelsior, why?

I've got news for
him, a real scoop!

Did you recognize his voice?

No, it was hardly
more than a whisper...

And he called me
Francesca Colby.

Why would he do that?

Why would he call you in the
first place? It's me he's after!

I guess that's the answer,
trying to get to you through me.

- I wish I hadn't told you!
- Told me? Honey!

I'm telling Jessup to
notify the police and

put his own people
on full security alert.

Keep you covered day and night,
whether you're with me or not.

It's you we should
be concerned about.

Hey, no arguments. You've got
full protection 'til we catch this guy.

- Excuse me...
- Come on in, son. What's up?

I just got off the phone with a
Colonel Mitchum at the Pentagon.

The Pentagon?

We're trying to track
down this Hoyt Parker.

- Well, any luck?
- No, not much.

He was reported missing in
action, September 22nd 1967.

- Did he ever come home?
- No, he's still missing.

- That takes care of that.
- No, not quite.

I do have a lead on his
family in Boise, Idaho.

Maybe they know something
the Pentagon doesn't.

Maybe!

- Yes.
- Senator Cassidy is here.

Send him in.

Cash!

I got a message you wanted to see
me. I think I can guess what it's about.

Good, then we can dispense with
the formalities and get right down to it.

The future welfare of
your son... Monica's son.

Let me speak frankly, Sable.

That's something Monica
and I will deal with ourselves.

Oh, you're wrong! Monica's
in no state to deal with it.

She needs someone
to step in for her.

So you've appointed yourself?

You're not in
Washington now, Senator.

It doesn't take an act of congress,
and I am your son's grandmother.

Monica warned me
that you might try this.

Adrienne told me you
already have with her.

Let me set you straight.

Scott is my son,
Adrienne's and mine legally.

That's all you need to know.

Anything else will be settled
between us and Monica...

Without your help. Thank you.

Get me Arthur Coates, please.

A retraction, my boy,

Lucas Carter never printed a retraction in
all his years in the publishing business.

There's a first
time for everything.

He's gonna apologize
for those sleazy stories

about my father selling
out to the Russians.

Jason Colby? Come on!

Why should we apologize?

We don't apologize
for the truth!

Our readers count
on us for that.

What he printed is a
damn lie and you know it!

We happen to
believe every word of it.

So God knows how many other
weirdoes and cranks out there!

Lucas's crummy scandalous sheets
has got them coming out of the woodwork,

taking potshots at my father!
And you're gonna stop it, right?

Lucas can't be held responsible
for all the crazies in the world.

However, he can reconsider,
if your father does likewise.

Meaning what?

We want him to withdraw
his lawsuit against us.

We'd like to help out,
but it's entirely up to him.

You tell your boss if
anything happens to my father,

he'd better watch out... for me!

Jefferson Hotel
Security, Groaty speaking.

This is the last call
you'll get from me.

Your man will be
in place tomorrow.

Yep, don't worry. I'll get
him where he needs to be.

And you know what to do after
Colby has been taken care of...

Exactly what to do?

You've got my word on it.

Good! And don't forget,

when it's over, you make sure
that your man gets his bus ticket.

One-way...

I'd like to believe that my
son is still alive somewhere,

but it's been over
twenty years now.

Hoyt was one of the first
to be sent over to Vietnam.

One of the first to
be taken prisoner...

The truth is, I've all
but given up hope.

I don't know which is worse,

to have my boy dead or find
out he's been suffering worse

in a North Vietnam prison.

But since you've had no final
word on him, Mrs. Parker...

Mr. Colby, if my Hoyt were
running around California alive,

why didn't he contact me?

He would have called his
own mother, wouldn't he?

Well, yeah, sure, of course.

But you say there were
no messages or phone calls

after the war from any
of Hoyt's army buddies?

Not from anyone.

Oh, one other thing.

Can you think of any reason why
Hoyt wouldn't want to contact you?

No! He was my only child.
We were always very close.

I know he'd try
to call, if he could.

It's great. Nice job!

Oh, the cake, terrific! Why
don't we just put it over here?

Wait a minute. Would
somebody set up

another table, there's
no room for the cake.

Just right on the chair is fine.

CJ, would you go
downstairs and make sure

that Kolya doesn't
come up before it's time.

Somebody's birthday...?

Bliss! What a surprise!

Yes, it's Kolya's,
didn't you know?

Yeah, the kids decided
to throw him a little party.

- Punch?
- I'll pass.

You say the kids
arranged all this?

Well, actually it was my
idea but everybody chipped in.

They'll all be here,
all his new friends.

How nice for Kolya.

Oh, you're certainly
welcome to stay.

No, thank you. I just came
by to straighten you out, Gina.

Straighten me out?

I know you set Kolya
up the other night...

making sure I'd find
you half-naked like that.

Set him up? Oh, is
that what he told you?

So like Kolya.

Look, Bliss, these
things happen!

If you don't back off and
leave Kolya alone, Gina,

I'll personally make sure you go back
to the chorus line where you belong...

Or since you're so good
at taking your clothes off,

maybe a strip joint would
be more appropriate!

Two can play at that!

Huh!

Too bad the candles weren't lit!

Monica, are you listening?
We are talking about your son.

No, Mother. We are not
talking about my son, you are.

I told you to stay out of it.

Scott is my son, I'll
deal with it my own way.

You haven't been listening
to a word that I've said!

Mother, I can't talk to
you now. I'm already

running late for the
IMOS Conference...

I know that I agreed to a hands-off
policy where Scott's concerned.

That was before I found out what sort of
mother Adrienne had been all these years.

Oh, and what kind of
mother has she been?

- The worst!
- You hardly know the woman!

I have my sources...
friends in Washington.

I thought you were above
that sort of gossip, Mother.

This isn't gossip.

From what I am told, what you
saw the other night is not unusual.

Adrienne has a history of
making scenes in public.

She was upset. Scott ran away.

- Cash walked out on her.
- She was also drunk.

Another habit of
hers, apparently!

Now what are you saying? Are
you saying she's an alcoholic?

She has a history of drinking.
Also, a problem with pills.

She has been away for
treatment twice. It didn't work.

Now are you listening to me?

- Every word.
- And?

And what?

You're not really going to let your son be
brought up by a woman like that, are you?

Journalist: Here
comes Jason Colby!

Journalist #2: What do you
hope to accomplish, Mr. Colby?

Not now, Vince.

Are the Japanese unhappy
about the switch to Synchrodime?

- Where is Monica?
- She's on her way.

We'll have a press
conference this afternoon.

I'll make this short, Cash.

After this opening
session, you're through!

You've been trying to dump me
since I came aboard. I'm still here!

This time you're
definitely dumped, pal.

Washington wants me here, you're
stuck. So why don't we learn to co-exist?

- Washington be damned!
- I wish you luck, Casey!

You hear this boy, my daughter's
happiness means a lot more than you do.

The other night was it! This
is the end of the line for you.

I'm not sorry, Anna, I'm not.

It's just, it's different.

Kolya...

Bliss!

- May I come in?
- Of course!

Would you like a drink?

I'm sorry I ruined your party.

You heard?

I heard.

I'm glad!

When I was 19 we had a
wonderful party in Moscow,

but too much vodka.

Only time I saw Anna drunk!
Mama, she was so angry.

"If that happens to
Anna again," she said,

"Then no more
birthdays for you!"

I said, "You mean
no more parties?"

She said, "No, I mean
no more birthdays!"

I have a story, too,

About a perfect family.

A mother and father who
loved each other and suddenly,

last year, the father
stopped loving her.

I'm sorry about your parents.

I was scared of losing
you, Kolya, I still am.

My mother was scared and she
pushed and pushed and she lost him.

I don't wanna lose you.

I don't wanna push you away.

Bliss, I love you.
Don't be afraid.

I want you to feel free, Kolya,
that's why you stayed here.

All I want is to love you,
that is freedom for me.

I love you.

I love you.

And so the first day of the
Stiller Conference is over.

It was a short opening session
but from unofficial reports,

it seems that Jason Colby's brainchild,
as IMOS is currently being labeled,

is moving forward
without a hitch.

An unidentified observer
was heard to remark,

"If nobody walked out of the
conference in the middle of the first act,

then we may have
a hit on our hands".

Journalist: Mr. Colby!

Journalist #2: Mr. Colby, was the
session up to your expectations?

Well, it's difficult to tell.

And can you tell us what was
accomplished this morning at the meeting?

Very little was...

Do you anticipate interference from
the government of the IMOS participants?

Fellows, one at a time.

You traitor, you sold
us out to the commies!

You, you set me up!

I've got him. He's dead.

My God! Cash!

He's my father! Daddy!

It's chaos here at the Jefferson
Hotel, site of the IMOS Conference.

Apparently, just seconds ago, Jason
Colby was shot by a lone gunman

who calls him a
'traitor to his country'.

We have just learnt apparently
Jason Colby was not shot.

We're awaiting verification that
former Senator 'Cash 'Cassidy,

do we have that verified?

Male journalist: Yes,
we can verify that.

Senator Cassidy pushed
Colby out of the line of fire,

was shot himself in an attempt
to save Jason Colby's life.

We don't know yet, however, how
badly the Senator was wounded.

Oh, my God! Cash, Cash! No!

- Hey!
- Cash, it's me!

It's me, Cash. It's me.

Monica!

I'm here, darling.
I'm right here.

Cash!

Oh, my God!

You can't die! You can't die!

Please don't die!