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MENTALIST
/'men-t3-list/ noun

Someone who uses mental
Acuity, hypnosis and/or suggestion.

A master manipulator of
Thoughts and behavior.

*Subs by Maiden*

The victim is Felix Hanson. 47.

Took three bullets to the chest.
No weapon found.

The coroner estimates the shooting occurred
sometime between midnight and 3:00 a.m.

Why is this one ours, boss?

Looks like a mugging to me.
Hollywood homicide can handle that.

It came from the big brass.

Hanson was super rich, and he was a
California state representative for six years.

Golfing buddy of the attorney general?

Correct, but not quite fair.
Hanson was a good guy.

He headed a campaign
against the drug trade.

He kicked butt, named names
and made a lot of enemies.

Wait a second. I know
this guy. He's semi famous.

He, uh, he was married to Felicia Scott.

She left the movies for him.

Felicia Scott?

Oh, come on. You know, she's
been in loads of movies.

"Sudden embrace". Love that movie.

Okay, my point is, if
this is drug-related,

The A.G. is gonna want to use all
of his resources to close this case.

Anybody hear shots, see what happened?

Nobody's come forward so far, but, uh,
Marilyn Monroe and Charlie Chaplin over there,

They were with Hanson when the
first officer arrived on the scene.

Any kids?

Daughter. 16.

- How you doing?
- Good.

You didn't happen to pick up a set
of car keys off this guy, did you?

Uh, no.

Valet ticket?

No, nothing in the pockets.

- Nobody walks in L.A.
- No. No, they don't.

So you didn't hear anything unusual?
- Nothing.

And where were you going
when you found the victim?

I don't speak, uh...

In the movies, no. But here in the
real world, you speak. You just did.

I'm saying nothing more.

Five hours we've been here.

For the umpteenth time, I was going home
from work. Victor was walking me to my car.

And what is your work?

I'm Marilyn.

How is that your work?

I stand on the street. People
take photos of me and give me tips.

- Why?
- I don't know. Where are you from?

What are you staring at?

You. What's your real name?

Norma Jean Baker.

What's your real real name?

Yolanda Quinn.

Yolanda, you don't actually look
very much like Marilyn at all.

You do this kind of work 'cause you
feel a deep connection with her, yeah?

- I guess.
- Yeah.

She was a lonesome soul, poor woman.

Longed for affection,
attention, acceptance.

She got it. She came out here, and she worked
hard, and she struggled, and she got it--

All the love and respect that she
longed for. And you can, too. You will.

You will, Yolanda, if you
do the right thing now.

What thing?

Hand over the valet ticket, Yolanda,
that you stole from the dead man.

- I haven't got any valet ticket.
- Then tell Charlie to hand it over.

- Give him the ticket.
- Son of a bitch.

Give it!

Thank you.

- Can we go?
- Sure.

I'll keep the cops at bay. You guys run.

Run! Run! Go, go, go, go, go! Run!

Nice. I could arrest you for that.

You'll never take me alive, copper.

- Seriously.
- Seriously, it's Marilyn and Charlie.

What, do you want to make a comedy arrest, see
your name written in the weird news section?

Where did he valet?

At Musso & Frank's, down the block.

After you're done here, go
back to the restaurant.

Go through the credit card receipts.

- Find out who he was having dinner with last night.
- Will do.

Uh, boss?

So I guess it is drug trade-related--
but not in a good guy way.

The Mentalist
Season01 Episode19 A Dozen Red Roses

And I want to pull back
really, really slowly.

Then I want to pick up a little
piece of that, do a tilt up, okay?

And at the same time, simultaneous,
they're gonna come to the window.

And we're gonna catch them
when they come out the window.

- Gabriel Fanning?
- Yeah, that's me.

CBI. We want to talk to
you about Felix Hanson.

Why? What did he do?

- He died last night.
- What?

Is there somewhere we can talk?

Yeah, back over here.

Last night at dinner with Felix, both
of your credit cards were charged at 11:30.

You stay at the restaurant much longer?

No, we left soon after that.

We were having a good time, but, um,
I wanted to be up early this morning.

Tomorrow is the first day of production.

What is the production?

"A Dozen Roses". I'm directing.

Felix financed the picture.
That's why we were having dinner.

We were celebrating his first
foray as a film producer.

How did he get into film producing?

He's, uh, married to Felicia Scott.

She's starring in the movie.

Felicia Scott. Remind me?

Come on. Felicia Scott?

"Love Times Two".
"Baby, You're Mine".

- "Sudden Embrace".
- "Sudden Embrace".

Sounds familiar. Those were all a
while back, though, weren't they?

She looks better now than she did then. Just as good, anyhow.

So what's this movie about?

A mother's quest to find
good men for her three daughters.

It's funny. It's moving. It's sexy.
- Can I read it?

No you can't read it.

- It's about family and redemption and...
- Gotcha.

Did you and Felix get along?
You ever have any arguments?

I loved him. Loved him.

So many people in this town are phonies.

But Felix Hanson, he was real.

Felix, he didn't like
something, he'd say so.

What in particular he did not like?

Nothing. I'm just saying in general.

He was like that. Real.

How much did he have invested in the film?

- Ten.
- Million? Of his own money?

Yep. He's a brave man. Doing it all for Felicia,
of course, not just for the potential profits.

Did you two leave the restaurant together?

We walked out together, yeah.

Was anybody waiting for him?

I didn't see anybody. I
parked my car down the street.

We shook hands and said good-bye.

Do you own a gun, Gabriel?

No. I like guns, but I'm afraid
of blowing my own head off.

Yeah.

What do you think?

Oh, he's lying. They had an argument last night.

You go out to celebrate with
the man that financed your movie,

And you only pay half the dinner bill?

Van Pelt? We need Gabriel Fanning�s' cell
phone records from last night.

Sure. And while I have you,

the last number dialed on Hanson�s' cell was
blocked, so I had the phone company trace it.

- Belonged to a Frederick Ross.
- Who?

Oh, just a convicted felon with
multiple possession and assault charges.

Beautiful. Find out where he
is, and have the boys pick him up.

Okay. Wait a minute. I know this guy.

He's on that beer commercial.

Oh, the one with the lama?

What?

This Ross guy. He must be an actor, too.

You know that beer commercial
with the guy wearing the toga?

Oh, yeah, yeah, and we're all supposed to be
surprised when the toga gets caught in the elevator.

Yeah, that's him. Weird, huh?

Yeah he should've stuck to his day job.

You have the address?

Yeah, okay, wait.

- Go pick him up.
- Yes, ma'am.

We're sorry for your loss.

How long were you two together?

We've been married almost eight years now.

Where were you last night?

Palm Springs. Felix insisted I have a
spa weekend before filming started.

- And you?
- At home.

Was there anybody in your husband�s
life who posed a threat to him?

Somebody he didn't feel safe around?

No.

We found...
- What was it that first attracted you to your husband?

Not his looks.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah, really. He not your type.

And what is my type?

Sporty bad boys with a
hidden masochistic streak.

Not too bright.

Not even close.

No, that was a bulls' eye.

So what did you like about Felix?

His voice. His self-assurance.

I don't understand how
these questions are relevant.

Oh, no reason. Just, uh, curious.

We found a large bag of marijuana and various other
prescription drugs in the trunk of your husband's car.

- Well, that's absurd.
- Why?

Because Felix didn't do drugs. Period.

They've been planted.

I'm straight edge. Have been for years.

Do you know anybody named Freddie Ross?

No. Who is that?

It's mine.

It's Gabriel�s' assistant. He wants us
to report to set for rehearsals.

Tell him we'll be there on time.

I'm sure they would understand
if you don't go in to work today.

Oh, believe me, I would like to
back out of the whole project.

With Felix gone, there is no point.

But the insurance company
holding me to my contract.

They won't even cover any delays,
and I don't want end up in court.

You in the movie, too?

Kind of.

We gave her a small speaking
role as one of my daughters.

Isn't that cute?
- Yeah.

Do you wanna be an actress?

Whatever. Not anymore.

Honey, I know it's hard now but
one day you might be glad that

you were a part of something that
so important to your father.

He didn't think this film was important?

No, he thought Gabriel
screwed up the script.

He wanted to back out of the film.

Oh, don't be a drama queen.

He wasn't happy with the script, but that's
why he met with Gabriel, to talk it through.

He wasn't gonna back out.

He may have threatened to back out to
get what he wanted that's how it works.

So who's the fella?

Brandon.
- Brandon who?

Brandon Fulton ,

Oh, you guys, uh, dating?

Dating? No. Maybe. Sort of.
That's so nerdy, dating.

Your stepmother didn't like him?

No. Thank you for not saying anything.

Nah, forget it.
- We'll being you, Sydney.

Brandon Fulton.
- I�m on it.

Freddie Ross, apartment 23.

Supposedly this guy's also an actor.

He was in that beer commercial.
- The one with the lama?

No, the one with the guy in the toga.

Yeah?
- Yeah.

Stupid.

Nobody home.

Stop! Police!

Hey, hold it.

Freddie Ross! CBI!

Stop!

Hey, get out of the car!

Crap.
- It's okay. I got the plate.

I just spoke to Minnelli.
The warrant's on its way.

Okay, boss. We'll wait here for it.

Yeah, search Ross' place. The L.A.P.D. should be...

Yeah, they've been helpful so far.

It shouldn't be long.
- All right.

We'll keep you posted, boss.

Hey, kid.

Hello?
- It's a closed set. What does that mean?

Hello?

I'll call you back.
- Okay.

Warrant's on its way.

This is a closed set. What's it mean?

Closed set.

I know what it means,
but they're from the CBI.

I don't care if they're
from a far away galaxy.

This is a closed set, okay?

No gawkers, no fans.

We're not fans.
- Well, I�m sort of a fan.

California bureau of investigation.

We need to speak with Gabriel Fanning.

Oh, he can't talk to you right now.

It's regarding a murder investigation.

I�m Mitch Cavanaugh, Gabriel's agent.

Hey, Mitch.

How you doing?
- Good.

I heard about what
happened to Hanson. Tragic.

I mean, such a cool guy. Truly.

We're trying to make
a movie here, though.

Yeah, well, we're trying
to solve a homicide.

He can't talk to you right now.

You keep this up, I'll have
you arrested for obstruction.

That's unfortunate, but go ahead.

I understand, Mitch. Gabriel's one of
your top clients. You can't lose him.

Right.

No choice, whatever he says.
He says "jump", you jump.

Bullied at school, were you?

I was not, actually.

Sure you were. Even after all these
years, you lie awake sometimes,

thinking of all the ways that you
could wreak revenge on your tormentors.

And now out of fear and avarice, you let
this man Fanning bully you the same way.

Mitch, it's the same way. It's same thing.

You gotta get a life.

Or get arrested.

Go ahead.

That was strong.

Look at the size of this thing!

Great. Mitch, you little scum sucker.

Class "A". You have a
prescription for these?

What is this? Come on. Jesus!

Sit down. We have a few
follow-up questions for you.

Didn't we do this earlier? I already
answered all your questions.

Well, that was before we knew that
you were a liar and a drug abuser.

I don't abuse drugs. I use them.

They're for creativity.

Ah, but you don't deny being a liar.

I didn't lie. I spun the
truth a little bit, maybe.

Why don't you try giving
it to us straight?

Felicia blabbed, didn't she? Stupid bitch.

Fine.

Yes, Hanson told me last night that he
was pulling his money out of the movie.

The day before principal
photography, the schmuck.

Without his money, production
would have shut down?

Yes.

This is your first feature
in what, seven years?

Word on the street is you're a
little, little difficult to work with.

Oh, really? Is that what
the word on the street is?

Well, you know what? Screw
the word on the street.

I took some time out to recharge.

I've been, uh, exploring
other aspects of my life.

Narcotics and despair?

It's been tough, okay?

I've come very close to
having to take a TV gig.

So yes, I�m extremely
anxious for this film to work.

I need it to work.

Hanson�s' death was
awfully convenient then.

Yeah, it was. It was.

And when you told me he was
dead, my heart leapt for joy.

And then I felt terrible.

And then you felt good again.

Listen, I�m an artist, okay?

I'm arrogant, I'm dishonest and I'm
childish. But you know what? I'm not stupid.

I do not think I'm above the law.
- Gabe.

Felicia's on set, ready to go.

Thanks, Mitch, you incompetent weasel.
- Wait a minute.

Lady, I have a movie to shoot.

And we've got a narcotics
charge we can't ignore.

Those aren't my drugs.
Those are Mitch's drugs.

Right, right. That's not
Gabe's drugs. That's my drugs.

Sorry, Gabe. I shouldn't have
left them around the trailer.

How dumb is that?

Can I go, ma'am?

Go win an Oscar, Gabe.
- Yeah, yeah.

Mitchell Cavanaugh, you are under arrest.

Oh, Mitch. And I thought we
worked through your doormat issues.

Tell Cho to squeeze him
a little. He knows things.

No, I don't.

Sure, you do, Mitch.

You're not gonna like
getting squeezed by Cho.

Action!

Daisy, where are you?

I�m home. I�m not feeling so good.

Oh, but puddin', you have to come.

Why? Why is it so important?

Line. Rowan's on his way.

Rowan.

Rowan is on his way.

I called him and pretended to be you!

Oh, mom. No, you didn't.

Oh, yes, I did.

I�m sorry, pudd'.

Rowan's not even interested in me,
and I don't want him anymore anyway.

I'm sorry. Sydney, honey. Honey.
- Cut!

You can't just read the lines, hon.

You have to be Daisy.
You have to be her.

I need your passion here,
Sydney. I�m working alone.

Okay.

Okay. Let's, uh, pick it up from where
we left off. Rowan doesn't need me.

Two pickup.

Rolling.

Speed.

Action!

Rowan's not interested in me, and
I don't want him anymore anyway.

Oh, honey, don't give up
on your dream so easily.

I know love can be tough,
but it's all we have in..

Hello?
Hello? Hello...

- Hi, Rowan.
- Good morning, Mrs. Atkins.

Daisy's not here.
She's, uh, she's at home.

Oh, that's all right. It's, it's
actually you that I wanted to speak with.

What you said just now, about love...

Cut! Great. Lovely.

Okay. Okay, everybody. We're
gonna go one more time.

Geoff, baby, don't flinch
before she throws the slap.

You don't know it's coming.

But she's taking a right
wallop. I mean, it hurt.

Oh, I�m sorry for feeling
a little emotional today.

Gabe, Gabriel, this scene is
still running really flat.

I, I have an idea.
I think I know...

We're in the master, babe.

We're really, really wide, and
you're about that big in the frame.

We're gonna fix it in coverage, okay?

I, I realize that, but I think
that it's an important establishing...

No, no, Gabriel, please. This is an
establishing moment for the character.

Die screaming, you malignant harpy.

I'm sorry. I missed that. What?

You know what? Let's take ten, folks. Okay?
- Okay.

- Come on, princess. Let's talk.
- Yeah, please.

You know... I know it's
an inch wide, you know?

No, I understand.

I realize that they're gonna cover...

You're good. You're a good actor.

Thank you.

It must have been tough when your dad took
up with Felicia, replacing your real mother.

My real mom is in an alcoholic
stupor somewhere in New Jersey.

I was happy to see her go.

- Why is it that actors...
- Bye.

All right.

So what do you know, Mitch?

Nothing?

Jane says you know stuff.

And he's always right, is he?
- Pretty much.

So this is one for the
books. It's a first.

I got nothing for you.
- Mitchell,

unlawful possession of prescription drugs
puts you in line for actual prison time.

I doubt that, but, uh,
if you're right, so be it.

Really? So be it?

I�m told the pills actually
belong to your client, Gabe Fanning.

No comment.

You'll go to prison to protect Fanning?

"Hey, how good of an
agent is Mitch Cavanaugh?

Well, he went to prison
to protect a client."

Sounds, sounds
pretty good to me.

"To protect a client, he became the personal servant
of a large and violent criminal." How's that sound?

Look, I'm willing to speak to you
on any subject you care to mention,

but on my life, I don't
know who killed Felix Hanson.

Give me some guidance here.
What, what, what do you want to know about?

Frederick Ross.

Ross? Freddie Ross, the drug dealer?

What about him?
- Do you know where we can find him?

Maybe.

Give us Ross, and you're
free to go, charges expunged.

Deal.

There he is.

I got the hoodie.

Hey! Stop right there!

Gotcha!

Okay, stop!

Sydney Hanson. Let's go.

Well, it's good to see you
again, in our custody.

How do you know Felix Hanson?

I never met the man in my life.

He called your cell phone
minutes before he was shot.

I was in bed.
- Can anyone attest to that?

Bruce.
- Where can we find Bruce?

Probably on my kitchen floor, chewing
on a pigs' ear that I left for him.

What did Hanson say when he called you?

He told me to stay away
from his little girl.

You sleeping with her?
- Come on. What is she, like 10?

16.
- Whatever.

I'm not a pervert. I know her boyfriend.
He's the one who'd buy from me.

Brandon Fulton.

Little bad boy.

Hanson had them both followed.

Shazam! Lead him right to me.

I really do have to get a
new system going, you know?

Retail drugs is for suckers.

So where's Brandon now?

I don't know. I mean, we never
hung out, except for business.

So Hanson found out that Brandon got Sydney
hooked on drugs and traced the drugs back to you.

See, you know, you should write that
down, you know, get a pitch together.

You got a murder, intrigue, young love.

Yeah, all we need is an ending.

Hanson wanted to do you some damage.
If you killed him off to protect yourself,

That's self-defense, justifiable homicide.

Thanks for the tip. Can I call
my lawyer now? Please?

How long have you been
using drugs, Sydney?

You sound like my father.

Yeah, well, you father wasn't
gonna throw you in juvie, was he?

That was your weed and your pills
we found in the car, wasn't it?

You're the man. You figure it out.

It must have made you pretty mad
when your dad took your drugs from you.

Yeah, well, it's not the first time it
happened, and I can always get more.

From Freddie Ross?
- From whoever.

Where'd you meet Freddie?

I don't know. Around.

Freddie says Brandon Fulton hooked you up.

Brandon's not like people say he is.

Brandon Fulton, actor, 19
years old, nine prior arrests...

D.U.I., drug possession,
disorderly conduct. Shall I go on?

Why do women love bad boys so much?

I don't get it. Why do they love 'em?

What do you think, Sydney?

Can I go now?
- In a minute.

Your parents forbade
you from seeing Brandon.

That's why you didn't want
your mom to see the picture.

Yes.
- Why didn't she like him?

You know, they said he was a bad influence.

Did he make you do something?

We needed some cash, so I
took some stuff from the house.

Like what?

Like stuff. Money, some old gun, pills.

Gun? What kind of gun?

I don't know. A gun.

Brandon sold it for cash.

You parents stopped you seeing
your prince. That make you mad?

Of course.
- So you just kept on seeing him?

No. No, I have not seen him.

Phone records say he's been
calling your house regularly.

Well, that's not... That's, I
don't, I, I don't know. Whatever.

Where is he now?

I don't know where he is.

You know, Brandon's not a bad kid.

He's just too old, way too wild for Sydney.

She said she stole a gun, along with
some other things from the house.

Yeah, it was some old army thing
that Felix liked to keep around.

What caliber?

A .45 I believe. Please, sit down.

You didn't report the theft?

No, it was a foolish girl's mistake.

Your husband was murdered with a .45.

No, that, that's
a coincidence.

Sydney loved her father.

No. No.
- What about Brandon?

He's a mixed-up kid.
There's no malice in him.

You knew the drugs in Felix's
car were Sydney's all along.

Yes.

You're good.
She... Wow.

Felix found the drugs a few days ago.

He was heartbroken because
she had promised to stop.

So he held on to them while
we debated what to do.

And now that Felix is gone,
what are you gonna do?

Forgive her. Show her love.

We all make mistakes, but we have the
power to give ourselves a second chance.

Do you know if Sydney and Brandon
were still seeing each other?

Did you ask her?

I did. She said she hadn't seen
him since you banned him.

Then I believe her.

He has been calling this house regularly.

Oh, god Sydney...

Brandon dropped out of sight
after the murder of your husband.

No. I... I refuse to
believe it. I... I refuse.

I need to see Sydney. When
can she come home?

She's on her way. There's no
charges regarding the drug offence.

Oh, god. Thank you so much for your
kindness and your understanding. Thank you.

That's okay. There's a lot of
leeway in juvenile cases.

I'll always be very grateful.

She was some woman to make the mighty
agent Lisbon blush like a schoolgirl.

Oh, please. I did not.

- You know what I predict?
- Nope.

- Guess.
- Oh, just tell me.

No, I think you should
guess. It's good for you.

I predict that Brandon Fulton will pay
a visit to the Hanson residence this evening.

You think? Wouldn't be too clever of him.

Well, love is not blind.
It's often pretty stupid.

I'll arrange a stakeout.

Oh, yeah. When I super
rich, I'm gonna live here.

Can't beat the sound of the waves, ah?

They've got gadgets
that'll do that for ya.

The sound of waves on the
beach, jungle sounds, roaring fire.

Yeah, well, it's not quite the real
live Pacific ocean, though, is it?

It's cheaper, in the event
you don't become super rich.

Oh, I�ll be rich. I'll be, I'll be super rich.
- I know.

The eagle has landed.

Crap. He's already
in. He must have keys.

Oh, god. Help me. Help me! Help!

Drop the gun, ma'am!

Get back.

Have I killed him?

Oh, god. Is he dead? Have I killed him?

This is agent Cho. CBI. We need
paramedics at 43565 Trancas Beach Road.

We got a juvie male with a
gunshot wound to the abdomen.

I just panicked. I, I just saw,
I saw the gun and I panicked.

I just panicked. Is he gonna be okay?

Hey, a .45.

Nice. Is he okay?

Hope so.
- What happened?

- Oh, my god. Brandon! Please.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Come on. No, no. No. He's all right. He's all right.
- Please.

What?
- Hey, boss.

Hey, we got a good news/
bad news situation here.

Now there are no guarantees, but as of now, there won't be
any charges pressed against you for shooting Brandon.

Oh, thank goodness for that.

Is he gonna be all right?

Yeah, he'll be fine.

Well, that's a relief.

I mean, I feel terrible, but what was he
thinking, sneaking around our house with a gun?

What does he say he was doing?

He's still recovering from surgery.

We're gonna talk to him as soon as we can.
- Okay.

The gun he was carrying was the
gun that killed your husband.

It's the gun Sydney
stole from your house.

Oh, my god.
- Yes.

Sydney may be an accessory to murder.

Why were you there last night, Brandon?

What were you planning on doing?

Before you Nazis shot me?

I was visiting my girlfriend.

We didn't shoot you.

Yeah, tell that to the judge.

I'm suing your ass, big-time.

Yeah, okay, that's a plan.

Here's your
problem, Brandon.

The gun that you were carrying last night
was the same gun used to kill Felix Hanson.

The gun that Sydney stole for you, which
puts you both in a whole lot of trouble.

I have nothing to say about that.

Did Sydney know?

Did she know what?

Did she know you were gonna
use the gun to kill her father?

I didn't.

Did she ask you to do it?

- I didn't kill him.
- We know you killed him. That ship has sailed.

We're charging you with
the murder of Felix Hanson.

We just want to know if Sydney's involved.

You people have no idea who he really was.

He was a monster, total saddist.

A sadist?
- Whatever, man. He liked to hurt people.

And that would be a good reason to kill a
man. If he was hurting someone that you love.

Yeah, any man would do the same.

Did he hurt Sydney?
Is that what she told you?

Did she persuade you that he
needed to die? To protect her?

I'm saying nothing. I want my lawyer.

Hey, boss. He's lawyered
up and admitting nothing.

Tough to get a conviction
with what we have so far.

But we have the murder weapon.
We don't need a confession.

Yeah, the gun's a
double-edged sword, kind of.

Belonged to Felix Hanson,
was never reported stolen.

- And we recovered it in Hanson's house.
- From Brandon.

Or from the floor. We never
saw it in Brandon's possession.

And there's no recoverable prints.

In a courtroom, we can't put Hanson and the
gun and Brandon together in the same place.

So without an actual confession
from Brandon, we're stuck.

Or a confession from Sydney.

There's no way that Brandon did
this without her say so. Right?

That, my dear, is an excellent question.

Is Brandon gonna be okay?
- He'll live.

I want to see him. I need to talk to him.

And, uh, what would you say to him?

That's not your business.

I think I know what happened here, Sydney.
I�m wondering if you do, too.

Uh, yeah.

My boyfriend shot my dad, and
then my stepmom shot my boyfriend.

My life is like a sick joke.

So tell me, Sydney, why would Brandon
kill your dad unless you wanted him to?

Unless you asked him to?

I didn't ask him to do anything.

Can you look at me and say that?

I didn't ask him to do anything.

I loved my father. I did.

Maybe someone else made him do it.
- Who?

You tell me.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking Felicia and
Sydney should go back to work.

Oh, really? Why so?

A great man once said, "All the world's a
stage, and all the men and women merely players".

Oh, really?
- Really.

Ladies, good morning.

How are you?
- Mm, fine.

Okay. Listen, I was
thinking before we roll,

why don't we just run through the whole
thing from the top for fun okay?

Don't worry about being on page too much.

Just use your instincts, and
let's see what happens, okay?

- Okay.
- All righty.

Shoot it.

Okay! Let's see how this goes.

And... Action.

Daisy, where are you?

I'm right here, mom.

Look at you, you look... Good.

Thanks.

What were you calling me about?

I just wanted to make
sure you were on your way.

Why is it important I be here?

I did a naughty thing. I called Rowan.

He's on his way. I pretended to be you.
- Oh, no. You didn't.

Oh, yes, I did. I�m sorry, bunny.

Why would you do that?

Why play games? You've already
seduced him away from me.

I did not. Why would you say that?

Stop acting! It's over.

I know what you did. I know who you are.

You've always hated me.

You seduced Brandon, and you lied to
him, and you made him kill my father!

All right. Gabe...
- No, you're not going anywhere.

Gabe, cut it. She's gone mad.
- No!

I'll let you go after you
tell them it's not true.

Tell them I�m wrong. Tell them!

I... It's not true. It's...

No, it's not.
It's... It's not.

It's not true.
- God, you're such a liar.

This is ridiculous.

I don't know what he said
to you, but it's nonsense.

This is upsetting to me and unfair.

Sydney, terrific. Just terrific.

You, uh, I�m not buying it.

You're wooden, high-pitched
believe it, Felicia.

Believe it, and then we will. Okay?

Let's try one more from,
uh, "This is ridiculous".

This is... I'm ... I'm sorry.
I don't understand.

It's easy to understand.

You told Brandon that
Felix was abusing you.

You persuaded Brandon to kill Felix.

When you feared
he'd confess to the police,

you lured him to the house,
planning to kill him as well.

But now Sydney sees the truth.

She knows that you're a
conniving, murderous bitch.

Way too melodramatic.

Your whole world is falling apart.

You're done unless you can convince
us that you are telling the truth now.

My w... my work is
always truthful.

There's a little afternoon soap in there.

That's a terrible thing to say.

Tell us the truth, Felicia.

Make it real. You can do it.

Oh, god, I�m sorry.

What was that? Speak up.

- I�m s... sorry.
- For what?

I, I was angry.

He changed his mind over
"script issues", he said.

He didn't want me out there, being successful,
having other men look at me and want me.

It made him feel insecure.

I gave up my life to be with him.

This is my life, and he
wouldn't let me have it back.

He was suffocating me.

It was a form of abuse.

Is Sydney here?

No, she's out.

Brandon came along at a weak moment.

Why don't you come sit down with me?

He forced himself on me.

I let him.

He told Felix that Sydney was
in trouble. Felix went right along.

It's Sydney. She's back
here, and she needs you.

Sydney!

Sydney!

What's going on here, Brandon?

You sick bastard.

He did love that daughter
of his. I'll give him that.

If only he could have
accepted me for who I am,

respected my needs...

This would never have happened.

Men are beasts.

Patrick, would you do me a favor?

Oh, I might.

Tell Sydney that I�m sorry.

I see now, on reflection...

I wasn't the stepmother I might've been.

I�m sorry for that.

I did try.

And I hope and pray that she doesn't
become bitter, hope that she finds happiness.

'Cause happiness is... So hard to find.

Once you find it, you
better hang on tight...

Or you will lose it.

That's true.

That's true.