Episode 132: Fives A Crowd.
SPECIAL GUEST APPEARANCE:
HALLE BERRY as Chanel Mantel.
Sunday 5th January 2003, Francis Bay, Long Island. Rebecca returns home early evening, after nearly being caught by Christopher, sleeping with his wife Emma. It has been nearly eleven months, since herself and Emma had any sexual contact with each other and even though they live over a hundred miles apart, the spark between the two beauties has reignited. Rebecca has recently lost her birth mother, Clara, to a blatant killing, that has been brushed off as an accidental death. That comfort that Rebecca had lost, when she moved to Francis Bay, has reached out to her again and she is determined not to let it go this time. Walking away from Emma the first time, was hard, losing her second love, Linda Perry, was tragic enough, second time round with Emma is something she will want to cling onto forever. Rebecca exits her vehicle and Harry rushes out and looks at his daughter in disappointment, yet also relieved, as she is supposed to be resting, following her attempted suicide.
'I know, what you're gonna say, but I'm fine,' Rebecca insists.
'You had us worrying sick,' Harry replies, hugging Rebecca.
'Sorry,' Rebecca acknowledges.
'It will get better,' Harry assures. 'Just takes time. Where'd you go?'
'Just for a drive round Long Island,' Rebecca lies. 'Just needed time alone, pull myself together.'
'A trauma like this takes time to get over, even though you and your aunt Clara, hadn't seen each other in years,' Harry adds. 'She was still young and it was a tragic accident. It's not your fault.'
'The things I said to her, were rotten, I feel so guilty,' Rebecca cries.
'You can't keep blaming yourself, it won't bring her back,' Harry explains. 'All you can do is have recent memories to remember her by.'
'I guess, you're right,' Rebecca agrees. 'And I promise I will never put you or Bethany through, what I did again.'
'Are you hungry?' Harry queries.
'Yeah, I am actually,' Rebecca informs.
'C'mon, lets go fix you something.'
Harry puts his arm around Rebecca, as they head inside. Driving towards the house, is Benjamin in his pickup truck and Rebecca looks back, as his headlights glare closer, as he drives round the estuary and parks up outside his cabin home. Benjamin exits his truck, as Harry and Rebecca are about to enter off the porch. He looks over.
'Hi, Rebecca, how are you?' Benjamin calls.
'I'm fine, thank you,' Rebecca replies not making eye contact, then entering the house.
Benjamin feels a little discomforted by this and Harry assures him, that Rebecca is still not herself, and it will take time. Benjamin nods as Harry heads into the house. Benjamin returns to his cabin home and proceeds into his bedroom, where he opens the closet door and the reflection from the mirror, he hid is staring him right in the face. He quickly slams it shut and lays on the bed, staring at the ceiling, as the spot light from the Light House can be seen touching the ceiling. Benjamin immediately draws the curtains, to draw away the distraction.
Later, that evening, Bethany brings in Rebecca's clean clothing and places them on a chair for her, as Rebecca settles into bed. Rebecca tenderly holds the bracelet, that Clara bought her as a gift, over a week or so earlier. Rebecca gently places it in her jewellery box and hoists herself into her bed covers. Bethany sits beside her step daughter and holds her hand. Bethany feels guilty for attempting to Clara off to leave and forcing her away from her daughter.
'Do you hate me?' Bethany asks.
'Why do you say that?' Rebecca wonders.
'You know. Before she drove off,' Bethany hints.
'Oh, that,' Rebecca bluntly replies. 'Don't worry Beth, I'm sure you've noticed I've held the guilt, more than you have, after all I did try to kill myself.'
'I haven't had it easy too, I regret what I did.' Bethany points out. ' But, I only tried, because I love you.'
'That's your excuse?' Rebecca sarcastically snaps.
'What happened that night, nobody could have predicted her fate,' Bethany figures. 'She chose to get in that vehicle, under the influence...'
'No, Beth, we killed her,' Rebecca sighs. 'If we hadn't forced her away, she'd still be alive and we could have given her the chance to prove that she truly wanted me. And she did. My mother loved me, and she died thinking I didn't love her. But, I did and want her back.'
Rebecca breaks down and Bethany comforts her. Bethany looks out Rebecca's bedroom window as she hugs her step daughter, and looks up at the Lighthouse.
Chris And Emma's Apartment, Manhattan, NYC, It's 12:47 a.m., and Chris lies awake suspecting Emma hasn't been trust worthy, as she lay fast asleep, with her back turn to him. It's only a matter of time before it's breaking point. But, when is the decisive moment. The mind games continue, but they will only last so long. Have Emma and Chris really fallen out of love? Chris makes sure she is asleep and he sneaks out of the bedroom and into the sitting room, where he call Benjamin on his cell phone. In Francis Bay, Benjamin answers his cordless telephone.
'Hello?' A tired Benjamin calls.
'It's me,' Chris whispers.
'Christopher, honey it's late,' Benjamin tiresomely replies. 'It's almost one in the morning.'
Benjamin moves out of the bedroom and into the sitting room.
'Benjamin, I've decided,' Chris continues. 'It's you I want. And I think, It's time, I came clean to Emma, once and for all.'
'You mean it?' Benjamin smiles, as he steps outside into the fresh air.
'Yeah,' Chris said. 'If only my mother and father can see me now. God knows what uncle Harry will say, when he finds out.'
'I must admit, it will be kind of uncomfortable knowing his next door neighbour is in love with his nephew, who's wife is having it away with his daughter,' Benjamin giggles.
'So, does that mean, you'll come clean to Deloris?' Chris wonders.
'Looks like it,' Benjamin states. 'Don't expect I'll get a good luck kiss. So, we're gonna do this right?'
'One hundred per cent,' Chris adamantly declares. 'I love you.'
'I love you too Christopher Wilson,' Benjamin breathes. 'Goodnight.'
'Night.'
Benjamin hangs up and smirks to himself and picks him, and skims it across the estuary. He turns and heads back in, unbeknown to him, Rebecca has heard everything from the porch swing.
'Mother f****r,' Rebecca groan.
Chris return to bed and closes his eyes. With her back turned to him, Emma heard everything and cries. Who confesses first? Emma or Rebecca? Chris or Benjamin? How will Deloris take it?
Chris and Emma's Apartment, Lower Manhattan, NYC, Monday 6th January 2003. Christopher awakes at 6:45 a.m., and notices Emma is not in bed. He soon discovers she is not in the apartment at all. Chris begins to grow suspicious of Emma's early disappearance, but doesn't seem too much in a hurry to worry about his deceitful wife. But, who is he to look upon Emma as deceitful? He's having away with Francis Bay's local fisherman, Benjamin Bates, who's betraying his current girlfriend, Deloris King. Today, Chris is supposed to quit his job, in order for a new life with Benjamin and to not pursue Eric Lance, because of his dangerous nature. Also Elaina thinks that she is protecting Emma's secret, by keeping Chris off Eric's back. But, both Chris and Emma are aware of each other's sexual antics.
Francis Bay, Long Island. Harry checks in on Rebecca who is still very much comfortably asleep and feels comforted that his daughter, is making a road to recovery, following who he thinks, was her aunts death, which made her want to kill herself. Harry proceeds down the stair case and into the kitchen, where he see's Bethany staring out the window in her pyjamas. Harry senses she is in deep thought and possibly worried of leaving Rebecca on her own in a while, as Harry heads off on his police assignments and Bethany heads to the bank for a couple of hours. Harry surprises her by rubbing her shoulders and kissing her on the forehead.
'I know what you're thinking,' Harry suspects. 'But, she's getting there.'
'I hope so,' Bethany replies. 'It's we're leaving her on her own, for the first time, in nearly three weeks.'
'Don't worry Honey, Rebecca knows she has us,' Harry assures her, as he makes a coffee.
'Do you think, I'm enough as a mother figure to her?' Bethany asks.
'Now, what brought that on?' Harry wonders.
'I don't know, just me talking gibberish I guess,' Bethany shrugs off.
'You are near enough, her mother and best friend,' Harry insists. 'She loves you, like her own and you feel the same.'
'That's nice to know,' Bethany smiles.
'Her attempts to take her own life, had nothing to do with you Beth,' Harry figures. 'Rebecca just had a moment of madness. She was scared. Scared us all actually.'
'May, I have your honest opinion?' Bethany continues.
'Sure, I'm all ears,' Harry acknowledges, sitting next to his wife.
'Would you stand by my decision, if I decided to go in search of my son?'
'As long as you think, it wouldn't bring you the sorrow and pain back,' Harry explains.
'As time went by, after his adoption, I never blamed him,' Bethany claims. 'I realized, he was more mine than the Bastard who raped me. Huh, Albert Kray, he's probably out of jail now, keeping a low profile, under a new identity, he probably convinced whoever to that for him.'
'If I saw him today, I'd kick his ass all the way out of the Milky Way for you,' Harry promises.
'That would be perfect closure, for both myself and Ben,' Bethany answers.
'One hundred per cent, I stand by your decision,' Harry assures her.
Bethany embraces Harry and Harry notices the time and heads off to work. Bethany looks out of the window towards Benjamin's small cabin house, as he steps out to head into town. Benjamin looks towards the kitchen window and Bethany winks at him, with a smug look on her face. Benjamin grins back and kind of blushes, as he jumps into his truck and drives away. Bethany then leaves the kitchen and proceeds upstairs and checks in on Rebecca, who is still asleep. Bethany sits beside her for a moment, stoking her long golden hair and kissing her forehead before exiting.
Battery Park, Lower Manhattan, NYC, Emma sits in the cold wintery breeze, as the sun barley makes it through the clouds. Emma looks in the direction of where the Twin Towers used to stand, a few blocks away and remembers how much in love with Christopher she was, and how terrified she was, when his life was at stake, after the first attack on the North Tower. Emma was scared at the thought of losing, the man she adored and wondering if he was ever going to make it. Chris survived that day and so did their love, but now sixteen months on, it feels like those feelings of love, have vanished completely. Both Emma and Chris have found what looks like new love elsewhere. The sad thing about it is, they may even hate each other after this. Emma wipes her free flowing tears away after a few moments. In her heart, she loves both Chris and Rebecca, but it's too late. Chris intentionally wants to hurt her, because she betrayed him first, but that's beside the point. Benjamin has put the thought into Chris's head, that Emma could never have loved him and Emma is determined, not to let Benjamin make a fool out of her. Emma wipes away her free flowing tears away after a few moments, her cell phone calls. It's Rebecca calling from her home in Francis Bay.
'Hi, I was going to call you,' Emma informs.
'I've found out, why Chris has been acting strange towards,' Rebecca calls.
'Funny, so have I,' Emma replies.
'You know?' Rebecca gasps.
'Yep,' Emma admits. 'I love you.'
'I love you too,' Rebecca replies. 'What are we gonna do?'
'I've got an idea,' Emma tells Rebecca. 'Call Deloris. Make sure you get to her, before pretty face Bates, gets to her, show her what a sick f***, her doting boyfriend really is.'
'OK, this sounds interesting,' Rebecca chuckles. 'What do you have in mind.'
'Alright, listen up.'
NY Times, Manhattan, NYC. Elaina arrives at work, after her meeting with a few politicians and is shocked to see Christopher clearing out his desk. The last thing in the world she expected, was to see her ace reporter, walking out the door, abruptly. Elaina quickly pushes her way past her work colleagues to get to him, as he seems to be just throwing his belongings into a cardboard box. Elaina is completely, oblivious as to why he looks like he's chucking it in.
'What's going on?' Elaina asks.
'I'm packing my stuff,' Chris bluntly answers. 'Clearing my desk, once and for all.'
'What do you mean, once and for all?' Elaina demands. 'Just your desk? Or...?'
'I quit,' Chris informs his editor.
'OK, Chris honey, quit joking around. Stop what you're doing and do what you do best,' Elaina orders.
'This isn't a joke, Elaina, I'm not gonna be working here anymore,' Chris insists.
Elaina stares at Chris, as it feels like she has been hit by a locomotive in a rush to fall off the rails. To Elaina, Chris's job meant the world to him. He has been a reporter six years and every major story, was a goal for him to win the front page. Elaina suspects that something massive overnight, has fried his brain cells, or someone.
'So, just like that, you've had enough?' Elaina shrugs.
'Right,' Chris answers.
'What's the real reason?' Elaina wonders.
'That is the real reason,' Chris lies.
'Christopher, I would like you to step into my office please,' Elaina interrupts, moving the box away from Chris's reach.
'What for?' Chris frowns.
'Because, this job means the world to you and I ain't gonna let you throw it away, because as far as I am concerned, you're talking Bullshit,' Elaina figures.
'Bullshit huh?' Chris grunts. 'Is it Bullshit, you didn't cover Emma's affair to stop me from pursuing Eric Lance, in case he killed me?'
'How did you find out?' Elaina gasps.
'Never mind. All I know is I can't be around people who betray me,' Chris whispers.
'Eric would have killed you,' Elaina tries to explain. 'We're still under his spotlight, even with him being with that Chanel.'
'Well, you don't have to worry anymore, because I won't be here,' Chris snaps. 'The only person I take confidence now is from myself, since my best friend George died on the terrible day, sixteen months ago. He was the one true friend I had left.'
'You can trust me, I was put on the spot,' Elaina pleads, as tears fall down her face. 'Emma would have pleaded with me to keep her passion with Rebecca a secret anyway, to protect you.'
'More fool her. I expected her to love me, now I guess I have to find it somewhere else.'
'What's that supposed to mean?' Elaina asks.
'It means, I'm gone,' Chris answers. 'Oh and don't worry, I won't tell Abraham. The last thing I want is him on Lances radar or your son Andy. And you won't be able to explain yourself.'
Christopher finishes packing his stuff and picks up the box and storms out of the offices and into the elevator, leaving Elaina shocked and dumbfounded. Elaina slowly paces herself into her office and sits behind her desk. She picks up a newspaper with Chris's name on the article it reads
'$2m Rocky Booth lights up Manhattan once again.' (Rocky Booth played by Sylvester Stallone, appeared in Season Four's ' A Ring' A'round, A Conspiracy'). Elaina knows this job means too much to Chris, but is she willing to step in between personal issues and risk Eric Lance going after the people she cares for?
Francis Bay, Long Island, Kings Cafeteria, Rebecca is having a late afternoon coffee with Deloris. Rebecca tells Deloris, that Emma has booked them a hotel in the city, as a kind gesture to Rebecca to help cheer her up after the trauma she suffered after Clara's death, and Rebecca was wondering, if Deloris would like to join them in the city? Deloris thinks it short notice and after a bit of pushing, is delighted to be invited and accepts Rebecca's invitation.
'Benjamin is going to be so jealous,' Deloris sighs.
'You can't tell him!' Rebecca abruptly shouts.
Deloris jumps a little, spilling a little coffee over the clean kitchen floor.
'What I meant was, I will convince Emma to get an extra reservation for your room and you can surprise him.'
'Really, are you sure it won't be a problem?' Deloris smiles.
'Of course not,' Rebecca assures her.
'But, how we going to convince him to come over to the city to surprise him?' Deloris questions. 'I mean it's a two hour drive away.'
'Leave it with me,' Rebecca giggles. 'It's gonna be a night, he will never forget.'
'I'll drink to that,' Deloris nods raising her cup.
Rebecca winks and smirks.
Benjamin is finishing off some loose ends at work, when he receives a phone call in his harbour office from Chris, who informs him that he's quit his job at the New York Times. Benjamin is so relieved to hear, that Christopher had gone through with his promise. Benjamin now hopes that Christopher will move to Francis Bay with him.
'Are you going to tell Deloris tonight, while I inform Emma?' Chris adds.
'Not tonight, you and I are checking into The New York Palace hotel in the city,' Benjamin informs.
'Oh, yeah, how did you manage that?' Chris chuckles. 'You mean on Madison Avenue?'
'Correct, Benjamin responds. 'Some guy was moping around the harbour today and he asked me if I'd like his reservations for his hotel suit tonight, as he'd been blown out, free of charge of course.'
'Wow, that was lucky,' Chris acknowledges.'
'So whatta say sweet cheeks?' Benjamin grins.
'OK, but tomorrow, we come clean,' Chris accepts.
Benjamin is thrilled and after given his love to Chris, he hangs up. He then catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror and quickly turns, accidently knocking a machete off the wall behind the counter and he cautiously places back up. It gets to the point where he hyperventilates and starts getting the shakes.
'Relax Ben, Relax,' he tells himself.
Central Park, NYC, It's early evening, 18:05 p.m., and Emma sits in Central Park, dressed in a long black dress, split at the leg and high shoes, preparing to humiliate her husband and his lover. She answers the phone and her photographer friend, Colin, who is in Francis Bay informs her that Rebecca and Deloris are on their way and Benjamin is getting prepared for his unexpected date night with the fury.
'So Bates, bought your sob story?' Emma guesses. 'You did a great job. I'll see you OK.'
'Anything for a friend, I can just see the look on Christopher's face,' Colin laughs.
New York Palace Hotel, Madison Avenue, Manhattan, NYC, 8:17 p.m. Emma waits almost impatiently for the arrival of Rebecca and Deloris, as her nerves kick in. This was the last thing she ever wanted to do to Chris, but this is more or less has left her no choice, as Benjamin thinks he can rub Emma and Rebecca's noses in it, by suggesting they have had a long distant affair, for months, which isn't entirely true, up until recently, in which the spark between the two girls was reignited. Rebecca and Deloris arrive in Rebecca's car and the porter greets them. Rebecca hands the porter the keys, to park the car.
'Scratch my car and I'll be scratching your manhood,' Rebecca threats.
The porter nods nervously putting on a brave smile, before jumping into the vehicle. Emma, Rebecca and Deloris make their way into the glamorous hotel lobby. The porter sits and thinks to himself, before he moves the car.
'I'll scratch the rear bumper,' the porter grins to himself.
Upon entering the lobby, Deloris is amazed by how posh the hotel looks. Everything looks immaculate, the staircase, the furniture, the people are all smartly dressed and not one ornament is dusty. Rebecca looks to the front desk.
'Are we signing in yet?' Rebecca queries.
'I thought, we'd grab a drink from the restaurant first,' Emma suggests.
'What time did Benjamin, say he'd arrive?' Deloris asks.
Rebecca and Emma freeze on the spot, realizing they did not consider this and may have to make up a scheduled time.
'About nine thirty,' Rebecca lies.
'What do you do to convince him to come to the city?' Deloris wonders.
'Just that Chris put a word in for him at the New York Times and there maybe a position for him, up for grabs and Elaina may consider him,' Emma fibs.
'I'm gonna feel awful for him now, after you told him that,' Deloris figures. 'But, I guess you couldn't find another excuse. This is so exciting. I'll be right back, just off to the ladies room.'
Deloris makes her way to the bathroom, while Rebecca and Emma nervously wait to see if both Benjamin and Chris make an unexpected, early grand entrance. The last thing they want is for the two lovers to walk and the spoil the plan to be humiliated in front of Deloris. Emma watches the door, while Rebecca looks in the direction of the restaurant.
'I've got a good excuse, ripping Bates intestines out and rapping them round his neck,' Rebecca sarcastically groans.
'I'd rather fart his mouth,' Emma replies, then frowns at what she just considered.
'Whatever flips your boat sweetheart,' Rebecca giggles.
'Rebecca, I want you to know, a part of me will always have feelings for Chris, but his hatred to me, hurts because of that bastard, but this has to be done, not just for our sakes, but for that poor girl,' Emma explains.
'But, she's gonna hate us, after this,' Rebecca worries.
'At least, she'll know what a low life he is. In time Chris will learn that, but I won't be there for him anymore,' Emma informs.
At the front desk, the manager arrives down with an old lady complaining about her bedroom and he seems annoyed by her constant whining. Emma and Rebecca are distracted by the old ladies continuous nagging.
'And where are the boats, I expected to see boats outside my bedroom window,' The lady whines.
'Boats?' The manager gasps. 'You should have gone to a hotel, nearest the Hudson or East rivers then madam.'
'I was told I could see them from here,' the lady claims. 'And anyway, when I read the brochure I was told I'd see ships, not bath boats.'
'Well, I'm sorry you were let down, Miss,' the manager answers.
'That's not good enough,' the lady snaps. 'I was expecting to be entertained.
'Well, may I ask what you were expecting to see out of a New York City, mid city hotel bedroom window? Titanic with it's arse up, next to an iceberg perhaps? The S.S Poseidon being bundled over by a fifty foot tidal wave? Sandra Bullock ramming a cruiser into the city harbour causing destruction...'
Emma and Rebecca laugh hysterically, as the lady demands a refund, and the manager refuses. But, when he see's her toy boy make an appearance, he changes his mind.
'Looks like this hotel is very eventful,' Rebecca senses.
'Yes, and we're on the list for eventful,' Emma adds. 'I should have told Colin to recommend a time for Benjamin and Chris to arrive.'
'He's probably still driving on Long Island,' Rebecca thinks.
'I guess you're right,' Emma nods. 'Just need to relax.'
Deloris reappears and heads over to the two ladies in waiting. The three then head into the busy restaurant and take their seats at a table, where the waiter takes their order.
'I'll have a white wine please,' Emma acknowledges.
'May I have the same please?' Deloris asks.
'Certainly Miss,' The waiter smiles.
'That goes for me too please kind sir,' Rebecca interrupts. 'Aren't we eating?'
'You two can, but I don't wanna be on a full stomach, when I you know what with my hunky boyfriend,' Deloris insists.
Emma and Rebecca glance at one another, knowing Deloris is going to be left disappointed. The waiter goes to fetch two menu's for Rebecca and Emma. Emma looks at her watch, and makes herself scarce and pretends to head to the bathroom, leaving Rebecca and Deloris at the table for a few minutes. Deloris scours the room, she is overly excited, but if all goes to plan for Emma and Rebecca, it will be heartbreak for Deloris. But, Rebecca and Emma will see they make it up to her.
'You know, I can't thank you both enough,' Deloris smiles. 'This really means a lot and you got reservations so soon.'
Rebecca stares at the table, taking in Deloris words. It makes her realize, what they about to do, is destroy what Deloris thinks is a love story. She's going to be humiliated. Rebecca cares for Deloris, as a close friend, as well as a colleague at the café in Francis Bay. Pulling off this stunt, is risking their friendship. Either way, her father, Harry will soon learn, that Rebecca and Emma have reignited their love, as well as his nephew sleeping with his next door neighbour.
'Are you OK?' Deloris notices.
'Sorry, I was in a world of my own there,' Rebecca said.
'You miss your aunt Clara, don't you?' Deloris suspects.
'With the short time we were reunited, it was like...'
'You lost your mother?'
'Yeah, you could say that.'
'Oh I'm so sorry, I forgot, you did...there goes me again, opening my big mou...I know what it's like to lose somebody you love. My brother James died in a house fire, he was just a kid. It sent my Mom into a mental asylum for a while. You don't get over it, but you have to move on at the same time. It's hard,' Deloris states. 'But, we're gonna put all the negative thoughts to the back of our heads at least for tonight and have ourselves a blast.'
'Yeah,' a not so confident Rebecca bluntly sighs.
In the lobby, Emma meets with the English receptionist, who she paid, to remind her to accept the reservation for Benjamin and Chris, as it's been placed in another name.
'My friend Colin, he gave them a fake reservation name, so as you rehearsed, you are to pretend to acknowledge that the reservation was handed over from one party to another,' Emma reminds the receptionist.'
'Oh you didn't give me the reservation name?' the receptionist points out.
'It's Randall and Hopkirk.'
'Randall and Hopkirk?'
'Yeah, why?' Emma queries.
'That's the name of a British sixties detective programme. The One alive is Randall, Hopkirk is the one who's deceased.'
'Well, lets hope Bates has an unfortunate accident tonight then huh?' Emma jokes. 'Preferably on his way here tonight.'
'That would make a wasted reservation then.'
'It's just I'm gonna feel guilty after Deloris discovers what we intentionally did. God help us.'
9: 17 P.M. Emma nervously keeps glancing out of the restaurant window, to see if Christopher and Benjamin make their appearance. Rebecca takes a big gulp out of her wine glass, as the tension begins to rise up and Deloris starts to take notice of how uncomfortable the two young women are. Rebecca picks up her knife and fork and tries to continue with her stake dinner, but feels she can't be bothered or not hungry anymore. Deloris glances at her watch momentarily, thinking she should surprise Benjamin in the restaurant, rather than in the hotel room, but Emma and Rebecca, suggest keep the suspense going. Then suddenly, a red truck rolls near the sidewalk just outside the Hotel entrance. It's Chris and Benjamin, dressed smartly for the occasion. Benjamin kindly tips the hotel parking attendant and the porter, helps with their belongings. Emma gives Rebecca a nudge and signals that it's time they made their move upstairs. Emma encourage Deloris to ascend up to their rooms an Deloris accepts. With Deloris walking ahead of them, Rebecca asks why Emma won't allow her to catch them in bed together? Emma figures it may be too physically sick for her to witness and maybe a long painful memory, so it would be better if they walk in on her waiting. It will still work, Emma promises.
'OK, Shall we sign in?' Deloris figures.
'No, need I spoke to the girl at the desk, it's been taken care of,' Emma insists.
'But we have separate rooms right?' Deloris wonders.
'Don't worry about it, I already have your room key, ready for you,' Emma informs.
Rebecca nervously looks to the entrance, as the ladies walk to the elevator and press to go up. Deloris is nudged in front of Emma and Rebecca, as to be distracted from looking to the front entrance. It is helped when other guests gather in line to go into the elevator. When Deloris is looking up at the elevator floors numbers counting down, Rebecca takes Emma's hand and places it just below her breast. Her heart is racing. Benjamin and Chris are escorted to the front desk and are greeting by the receptionist. Rebecca and Emma can't tell if the two men are in the building or not, by the gathering guests.
'Could I have your name please?' the receptionist asks.
'It's Randall and Hopkirk,' Benjamin informs the lady.
An Englishman in his fifties stood behind them laughs at the reservation name. Chris and Benjamin frown and are discomforted by the mans disrespect, even though it's not their real names.
'Sorry, but what's so funny?' Benjamin grunts.
'I can understand why you would choose that name mate, considering...you know?' The Englishman replies.
'No, I'm confused,' Chris answers.
The Englishman's wife then enters the fray. 'What my husband is trying to say is, that it's unusual for two lovers, to use a TV series duo reservation name to cover up an affair. I'm surprised you even heard of that programme, considering you're both young American men, it was set in the sixties and it was more noticed in the UK.'
Chris and Benjamin stare at each other for a few moments and begin to wonder, if Colin was also using an alias name.
'Do you reckon the guy, who gave you his reservation, was having an affair and used an alias too and just wanted rid of it?' Chris suspects.
'He did have a British accent,' Benjamin remembers. 'Oh well, his loss, not ours.'
Benjamin is handed a pen and signs in, as a few pretty women walk on by and smile at both Chris and Benjamin. Chris nervously smiles back. The other side of the hall, the elevator reaches the ground floor. Deloris, Rebecca and Emma step into the elevator, and the other guests shuffle in. After Benjamin finishes signing the register, he looks at the other receptionist powering her nose, with her back to the desk and she catches him looking and winks at him, but it's not her he's interested in, he's more concerned about who is stepping into the elevator behind. It's almost as if he caught someone familiar standing in it. Christopher gives him a nudge, to bring him out of his day dream. The receptionist hands Benjamin the keys and both he and Chris are helped by the porter with their luggage to the elevator, as they prepare to head to their rooms. The three women are already heading up to their rooms. Chris looks up Benjamin, who looks like he's about to punch somebody.
'What is it?' Chris asks.
Benjamin feigns a smile to keep Chris from discovering what's on his mind. 'Nothing babe, absolutely nothing.
On the 21st floor, Emma and Rebecca show Deloris, her luxury room and the room over looks St Patricks Cathedral on 50th Street. Deloris is ecstatic by what she thinks is a kind gesture by her two friends.
'Where will you two be sleeping?' Deloris questions.
'We have the room, next door, which has two separate bedrooms,' Rebecca convinces, which isn't true.
'Benjamin will be so turned on, when he see's me in this,' Deloris states, when she opens her small vanity case and reveals sexy lingerie.
Rebecca and Emma sense the guilt coming on and make a quick exit, not before wishing Deloris luck. The two girls breathing gets heavy as their hearts start pounding and ultimately prepare themselves for an almighty bust up.
'This is it,' Rebecca shivers. 'Once Chris and Benjamin use that spare key for Deloris room, they're busted.'
'We'd better get into the room next door,' Emma suggests, grabbing Rebecca's hand and pulling into the room next door. 'Colin and my friend at the desk, have been a massive help in the build up, but now we need the plan to work perfectly for us.'
'A perfect night turns to despair for poor Deloris,' Rebecca adds, slumping back on the king size bed. 'I expect I'll be picking up my last pay check from the Kings mighty soon.'
'You can afford it,' Emma points out.
'You know I never thought of that,' Rebecca sarcastically answers.
'I didn't mean it like that,' Emma sighs, sitting beside her girlfriend.
'I don't want to see Deloris hurt and we will do our utmost best to make it up to her,' Emma assures Rebecca. 'But I still care and have some love for Chris, it's Benjamin I hate the most. I do love you Rebecca, as long as you stay true to me.'
'You got it darling,' Rebecca grins.
Rebecca and Emma start to passionately kiss and they move their hands over each others bodies, when suddenly without warning, Deloris enters the room, without knocking to show off her lingerie that she intends to wear for Benjamin.
'Sorry to barge in like this , but whatta ya...think?'
Deloris is shocked by what she has discovered and both Emma and Rebecca are caught off guard.
Deloris kicks the door shut behind her and the two ladies wonder how to explain their kiss.
Stepping out of the elevator is Christopher and Benjamin, who are escorted to the same room, where the porter uses a duplicate key to enter the room. Upon entering, they notice that the room looks like it's being used, Deloris case is on the bed, the bed sheets are pulled open with petals scattered across the bed and on the floor and perfume can be smelt. Chris and Benjamin wonder if they have been let into the right room.
'That's strange,' the porter says. 'You either have the wrong reserved room or who signed out, left their stuff behind.'
'It must be the wrong room, because that perfume smells like it's be sprayed recently,' Chris suspects.
'I'll go downstairs and check with the desk to straighten this out,' the porter tells the two men.
'I'll come with you and I'll save you a second trip up,' Chris insists.
'I don't mind sir,' The porter acknowledges.
'No, I insist, thank you.'
Chris kisses Benjamin on the lips and heads downstairs with the porter. Benjamin manoeuvres slowly to the small bag and opens it and recognizes some familiar objects inside. His eyes light up, when he suspects some fishy about to happen.
'Deloris,' Benjamin whispers to himself.
Benjamin scours around the room to see if their are any other surprises and their and makes his way to the on suite and spots more petals sprinkled across the bathroom floor and all the way to the shower. Benjamin's face turns red. He then hears a door slam and then the hotel room door opens and in steps Deloris, who seems to be mumbling to herself.
'Rebecca and Emma, who'd have thought?' Deloris says to herself.
Deloris then notices the suitcases brought into her room. There are two. But, thinks nothing of the extra one.
'Benjamin's here?' Deloris gasps.
'I sure am, beautiful,' Benjamin surprises. 'What a surprise this is, what's going on?'
'You've been had sexy,' Deloris chuckles.
Deloris and runs up to Benjamin and plants a passionate kiss on his lips.
Could Rebecca and Emma's plan have hit a snag?
Benjamin is confused by Deloris appearance at the hotel and begins to wonder if he and Christopher were in the process of being set up. Deloris is completely oblivious to Emma and Rebecca's intensions, but Benjamin has been put into a tight spot, as he had to reveal himself, as Christopher would have come back to a hotel room, with Deloris on the bed in lingerie and he's only gone downstairs to enquire about the reservation room. Emma and Rebecca sit tightly in the next room after Deloris witnessed their lip locked moment, but now they await the happenings next door and it looks as if they hit a snag and Rebecca senses something is not right.
'Do you get the feeling all has not gone according to plan?' Rebecca suspects.
'I can't hear any commotion,' Emma acknowledges.
'This was a bad idea,' Rebecca whispers.
'I should have stuck with my original plan,' Emma sighs.
'Have Deloris catch them in bed together?' Rebecca queries.
'Right,' Emma nods. 'Too late now.'
Rebecca moves off the bed and slowly walks to the door and grabs the door handle. Emma immediately stands up in panic as she worries Rebecca could put them in an even bigger predicament, if either Benjamin or Chris catch them.
'What are you doing?' Emma demands.
'I'm going to ear wig, what's going on,' Rebecca answers.
'Are you crazy,' Emma groans. 'If you get caught, how will you explain yourself?'
'You just have to trust me, I'll be back in just a minute,' Rebecca insists.
Emma is almost tearing her hair out, as Rebecca steps into the hallway. Rebecca slowly manoeuvres towards Deloris hotel room and starts earwigging what is going on inside the room. She can then hear voices and then realizes, that the two voices are that of Deloris and Benjamin.
'I love you Deloris,' Benjamin says.
'And I love you,' Deloris replies.
Rebecca is shocked to discover, all hasn't gone to plan. There is a hint, that Christopher isn't in the room with them. Rebecca retreats and hurries back into hers and Emma's hotel room. Emma marches up to her lover.
'Well?' Emma bluntly questions.
'We'd better get the f*** outta here,' Rebecca tells her.
'Why?' Emma worries. 'What happened?'
'We f****d up that's what,' Rebecca points out. 'I heard voices, it was Deloris and the Big Bad Ben, declaring their love for each other.'
'Christopher not there?' Emma wonders.
'By the looks of it, he's done a disappearing act,' Rebecca figures, as she paces up and down the bedroom.
'I'm nervous, lets just wait a few minutes, before we consider our next move,' Emma encourages. 'What was I thinking? I was doing this to prove that Benjamin isn't Mr Nice Guy.'
'You know what I've got a good mind to go in there and...'
'And what, accuse him of having a gay love affair, with my husband, and we tried to let Deloris catch them in the act? Benjamin and Chris will deny it and put the blame on us,' Emma explains.
'Surely the girl isn't that naïve to believe that fish fungus,' Rebecca argues. 'We can't let that piece of shit walk over us and make us look the bad guys. Benjamin has put crap into that pathetic husbands of yours, head, that we've been at it since we last had our one nighter. OK, we've recently rekindled our feelings, but...'
'The thing that gets me, is how he came to be aware of our one night stand?' Emma thinks. 'The only people that knew of our one night passion last year, was your Daddy, Bethany and ourselves.'
'If you remember, he was the stripper gram at your hen party last year, but, it doesn't make sense,' Rebecca adds.
'Unless, somebody with an incredible big mouth told him,' Emma answers.
'It wasn't me.'
'I know that. Then it was either your daddy Harry or your ever loving step mother, Bethany. I seriously doubt Harry would betray his own daughter, but why would Bethany want to tell Benjamin our secret? The only reason she would do that is if she knew about him and Chris.'
'But, why would she do him any favours?'
'Beats the shit outta me,' Emma shrugs.
Downstairs in the lobby, Christopher and the porter meet with the lady at the desk to query the room reserved pacifically for Chris and Benjamin. Chris informs her that it looks like somebody recently has been in the room. The woman who helped in the set up is almost put on the spot and soon realizes that Emma and Rebecca's set up, may have hit a glitch.
'Oh, we must have had a room number mix up, allow me to check for you,' the receptionist lies.
The receptionists and searches for other rooms available. They are fully booked. But, the receptionist still intends to make up her excuses.
'My apologies the couple that were previously in that room, only left about two hours ago and may have accidently left their belongings behind.'
'But, the room has a strong fragrance of women's perfume and it's a fragrance that smells recent,' Christopher adds.
'Oh,' the receptionist nervously acknowledges.
'It's not a problem, the room is fine. But, if you could come back with me now, sir,' Chris turns to the porter. 'And remove the left behind luggage, that would be great, thank you. Better get back to the boyfriend, he'll be wondering where I've got to.'
Chris and the porter return to the elevator to head back up and the receptionist, quickly makes a call to Emma and Rebecca's room.
Emma hurries to the phone beside the bed and she glances to Rebecca, wondering who it could be, but it could be just a call from reception. Emma answers it. It's reception.
'Hello?' Emma calls.
'Emma, it's me, is everything alright up there?'
'Why?' Emma said, trying to be calm, as Rebecca watches on with her arms folded.
'Your husband was just here, querying the reserved bedroom, wondering of was the right one.'
'And what did you tell him?' Emma gasps.
'That somebody else left a few hours ago and it is their room. He's on his way back up. I take it, the plan has gone Tits up.'
'Thank you, honey, good night.'
Rebecca walks up to Emma as she hangs up.
'He's on his way back up,' Emma sighs.
'But, don't forget he has to explain, why he's walking in on them,' Rebecca reminds Emma.
'But Deloris will think, Chris is walking into the wrong room, we made Deloris think, we were setting Benjamin up on a passionate night with her remember? All Chris has to do is make up an excuse and Benjamin has probably wriggled out of his jam.'
'I just realized if we stay, Deloris will think, you have set Chris up with a hotel room with you and she will worry, that Chris may catch us in the act, when he mistakes that room for this one.'
'Oh f*** your right. Lets get out of here fast.'
Emma and Rebecca organize themselves, to make a quick getaway. Looks like Chris and Benjamin get to survive one more day. But, Benjamin is already onto the two, when Deloris spilt the beans about setting him up on a date with her. Benjamin plays along with, pretending to think he was getting a job at the New York Times and offered a room at the Palace Hotel. Benjamin removes his shirt, then hears the door slam next door, as Deloris powders her nose, for what she thinks a night of passion with her fella. Benjamin takes a peak out the door and spots Emma and Rebecca hurrying into the far end elevator. Out of the next one, out steps Christopher and the Porter. Benjamin steps into the hallway and Chris smiles at him. Benjamin say 'Deloris, Deloris,' pointing to the their room and the porter does not take any notice. Christopher stops, as Benjamin steps back in and grabs Christopher's case, instead of Deloris and hands it to the porter. Benjamin then puts a friendly arm around the porter and escorts him to the elevator, whilst Chris is left to ponder what to do next, knowing now that Deloris is in the room. Benjamin helps the porter into the elevator and makes sure he doesn't come back anytime soon. Benjamin glances at Christopher and then rushes down the staircase.
'Ben, what do I do now?' Chris wonders.
Then he hears Deloris voice call out Benjamin and Chris runs in the opposite direction, as he suspects foul play.
The elevator that Rebecca and Emma are in, keeps stopping a few floors down to let guest on and off.
'Remind me to take the stairs next time,' Rebecca sarcastically suggests.
The last two get off the elevator and the two lovers are only five floors from their great escape, it goes down two floors, when it stops again. The elevator doors open and only Benjamin is stood before them, looking very smug. Rebecca and Emma freeze on the spot.
'Well, well, well,' Benjamin smirks. 'My two favourite Bitches. So what have been up to tonight?'
Benjamin steps in as the door closes, with the two women trapped. The elevator descends a few feet and Benjamin presses the stop button.
'Don't want any interruptions now do we?' Benjamin grunts, hitting Emma across the face with a back hand lash and Rebecca watches in terror.
Emma has a cut lip, after an angry Benjamin back handed her. Rebecca tends to her girlfriend, but Benjamin is in no mood to feel sorry for his actions. Rebecca hits out at him, but he restrains her from striking hi anymore.
'You thought you could two whores could get the better of me?' Benjamin grins. 'Well, think again.'
'You, Bastard, Deloris will soon see you for what you really are,' Emma snaps.
'Like your hands are clean,' Benjamin counters.
'I'm no saint, but if I didn't know any better, I swear you're only using Chris to be the centre of attention,' Emma argues, holding onto Rebecca's arm.
'Using him?' Benjamin laughs. 'You should know that better than anybody, you've been doing Role Play on his cousin for the last, what?...year.'
'We haven't been having a full blown affair for your information, we have only just recently realized how much we mean to each other,' Rebecca interrupts. 'But, you, you've brainwashed him and made him love you. You have no conscious on how you're using that poor girl upstairs.'
'How about your conscious Rebecca?' Benjamin answers loudly. 'Do you have one? I mean if only your Daddy knew the truth about your betrayal.'
'My Daddy knew of Emma and myself from last year...'
'I actually wasn't referring to your kinky nights with Christopher's so called beloved wife, I was talking about the real secret your hiding.'
Emma frowns at what Benjamin is referring to. Rebecca hesitates for a few moments, as she realizes he has somehow come to know her true identity and that she's not a Wilson. Rebecca nervously shrugs her shoulders.
'I don't know what you're talking about? Rebecca denies. 'But, soon enough Deloris will know yours.'
Benjamin moves closer to her, trying to intimidate her, as a woozy Emma stands watch in the corner of the elevator, holding onto a handle bar. Emma can see how threatened Rebecca is and fears that Benjamin could be very dangerous.
'Oh, I intend to make Deloris aware, but with a little help from you and your lover,' Benjamin smirks, powering over a vulnerable Rebecca.
'I will never bow down to your threats, and neither will Emma,' Rebecca insists.
Benjamin grabs Rebecca's right arm. Emma tries to defend her, but Benjamin easily brushes her aside.
'I think you will,' Benjamin taunts.
'Let go of me,' Rebecca shivers. 'Don't wanna keep your lover boy waiting.'
'Allow me to tell you, what I know,' Benjamin insists.
'Rebecca what is he talking about?' Emma asks.
'I don't know, what this crazy Son Of A Bitch is on,' Rebecca assures her, a tears fall down her face.
'Benjamin let her go, she's just recently lost her Aunt, she's had a terrible time,' Emma tries remind Benjamin.
'Her Aunt?' Benjamin says quietly, with his back to Emma. 'You have no idea.' He quickly turns to his attentions back to an un-escapable Rebecca. 'Poor little suicidal Becky, crying out for the attention of the man she calls her Daddy.'
'Benjamin, please, I just don't know, what you're talking about,' Rebecca cries.
'Well, allow me to refresh your memory,' Benjamin grunts.
He pulls Rebecca close to him and begins to whisper in her ear, as so Emma cannot hear. 'I know who you really are, Abigail. I know you're not Harry's daughter, nor were you the deceased Tina's. You've been making a fool out of Harry for sixteen months and as for Clara, I for one know that she was your birth mother and that it's because of you she died, covering your tracks. Did you try to kill yourself because you couldn't live with losing your mother or because you were scared of what Daddy Harry may discover? But, that's not your only secret is it? Remember Linda Perry? I'm just wondering if Emma is your true love or your consolation prize, considering you went to great lengths to protect a woman who possessed Vampire abilities and caused a Long Island massacre. before she died.
Rebecca does her best to hold it together, as Emma stands oblivious to what Benjamin is whispering in her ear.
'How I know, well that stays with me. So, now you know, what I do know, you have to do a big favour for me...and I think you'll like it. Do we get each other?'
Emma moves forward and Benjamin pulls back. Rebecca is shocked by what Benjamin has informed her and he seems serious, with what he is about to threaten them with, using Rebecca's secret against her. Benjamin looks like he will keep Rebecca's secrets under wraps, if she convinces Emma to bow down to a threat he is about to use.
'Rebecca what's going on?' Emma wonders.
Rebecca doesn't answer, as she has been very well put on the spot and forced into a corner. Benjamin is in control and only Rebecca can act upon his decision. Benjamin throws Rebecca towards Emma and he rest against the wall calmly.
'You're right, Rebecca, I have no conscious,' Benjamin chuckles. 'And you can make it even easier for me. I'm not sure how Christopher will feel about it, but I think he will go for it.'
'Rebecca what does he have over you?' Emma shakes.
Rebecca cries as she cannot bring herself to explain, what Benjamin has over her.
'I can't,' Rebecca sobs. 'Just know that I love you.'
'Listen to your girlfriend, Emma,' Benjamin encourages. 'You never know, a happy divorce may still be on the cards. And you and Chris may still be friends.'
'What do you have in mind?' Emma queries.
'Well, since I had a different way to explain the truth to Deloris, and you attempted to humiliate me, I guess if I'm going to be humiliated, we all can,' Benjamin begins to explain.
'What are you getting at? Emma gasps.
'Ever tried two on two?' Benjamin smiles.
'No, not that,' Rebecca begs.
'Foursome or bust, what is it Rebecca?'
Deloris sits on the hotel bed, looking at the clock, Benjamin has been gone over twenty minutes and begins to wonder where he got to. She walks over to the table and pours herself a glass of champagne. Deloris picks up the phone and calls the front desk and asks if Benjamin has been downstairs. The receptionist informs her that, he hasn't been seen since he was taken up to his room. After hanging up, the receptionist spots Christopher wandering round the lobby, looking nervous. He wonders if Benjamin is telling Deloris everything, or he's backed out and sending Christopher home. Christopher spots the engineers, trying to figure out what caused the elevator to stop before ground level., when suddenly the elevator descends. The doors open and inside are Benjamin, Emma and Rebecca acting like they were just unexplainably trapped. Christopher becomes really tense, when he spots the three in the elevator together. Christopher slowly manoeuvres towards the elevator and suspects something suspicious and once he gets even closer, he realises the game is up, when he sees Emma with her cut lip and holding hands with Rebecca.
'You getting in honey?' Benjamin asks.
Deloris awakes on her bed, alone in her hotel bedroom and it looks as if Benjamin has not returned. She looks to the clock, it reads 11: 34 p.m. She stands up and looks around the room and into the on suite. She still wears her lingerie. Deloris begins to wonder where he so called loving boyfriend has got to and is about to call reception, when she hears strange panting noises and shuddering next door, Rebecca and Emma's room. Deloris slowly exits her room and enters the hallway. At a slow pace, Deloris moves towards the hotel bedroom door and partially puts her ear to the door. One voice sounds familiar and a shiver quickly spirals down her spine. Deloris grips the door handle, while her arm shakes with fear of what she may discover. The door flings open and Deloris discovers betrayal and devastation. Rebecca, Emma, Christopher and Benjamin are engaging in a sex act together completely naked against a wall. Deloris freezes as Benjamin turns and spots her, with no conscious and smirks.
'Sorry, sweetheart, fives a crowd,' Benjamin says.
Rebecca, Emma and Christopher turn and see a hurt Deloris break down into tears, and the three are immediately brought to guilt. Emma and Rebecca were aware of the set up, but did Christopher?
'You're disgusting,' Deloris quivers. 'All of you, you sick f***** pieces of scum!'
'No, Deloris wait,' Rebecca begs.
Deloris disgusted immediately retreats to her room and begins to pack her stuff. The other four begins to get dressed. Christopher feels dirty and begins to wonder, what his current boyfriend has turned into. He cannot believe he has just what he's done. A foursome with his wife, his lover and adopted cousin.
'Well, that was taboo,' Christopher whispers.
'I feel sick,' Emma begins to cry. 'I can't believe you convinced me to do this Rebecca. That poor girl next door.'
'You think I enjoyed this?' Rebecca argues.
'What does this prick have over you?' Emma asks.
'What do you mean?' Christopher interrupts.
'Ask your boyfriend, not me,' Emma snaps.
'Now, wasn't that an adventure?' Benjamin laughs, putting on his shirt. 'Pleasure was all mine.'
Emma tries to attack Benjamin, but Rebecca pulls her away. Christopher stands frozen on the spot.
'I hate you,' Emma seethe's.
'You weren't hating me five minutes ago,' Benjamin replies, arrogantly. 'And it will teach you, to try and destroy me and Christopher. Now, Deloris hates you two as much as she hates me.'
'I don't know how I'm gonna live this down,' Rebecca sighs.
Emma walks up Christopher, who feels ashamed of what has just happened.
'Christopher, look me in the eye, and tell me, that I never meant anything to you,' Emma whispers. 'Did you ever love me?'
'I could ask the same of you,' Chris counters.
'Tu Shay,' Emma answers.
'In all honesty, there is two sides to every story, and I don't hate you,' Christopher said. 'But, I guess, we both live in different worlds.'
'I didn't want to hurt you Chris, but I no choice,' Emma explains. 'He thinks he loves you, but all this was really about him. Deloris deserves better than him and so do you, from him and me. I'm sorry it's come to this.'
'Me too,' Chris acknowledges.
'Don't blame Rebecca, we made this decision together.'
Chris and Emma have a goodbye embrace and she takes Rebecca's hand. Before the two girls exit the room, Emma turns to Benjamin with hatred. How could she let a man she despises, put her hand all over her.
'That's the last time, you'll ever put your hands on me,' Emma curses.
'At least you had one last passionate moment with your husband,' Benjamin sarcastically answers.
'Just so you know, this isn't over,' Emma insists.
'And Rebecca will stand by that?'
'You don't have to answer that Rebecca. I know what I'm gonna do anyway,' Emma glances to Christopher before leaving with Rebecca. 'You take care you hear.'
Emma and Rebecca exit the room. Christopher gives Benjamin and uncomfortable stare for a moment, before heading into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. In the hallway, Emma and Rebecca await the elevator, that will take them down and out of the hotel. Neither of the girls make eye contact with each other, but still grasp one another's hand. Suddenly, a voice abruptly stops them from entering the elevator.
'Get a kick out of it did you?' Deloris curses. 'So you brought me here to humiliate me, to make a joke out of me.'
'You got the wrong idea,' Rebecca attempts to assure Deloris.
'Really?' Deloris chuckles, with tears falling down her face. 'Of course, I'm blonde, I must be f***** stupid. I imagined the four of you getting down and dirty with each other. How long have you known Benjamin was f***** your husband Emma?'
'I had my suspicions for a while, but just this week,' Emma confesses.
'I thought you were my friend Rebecca,' Deloris sobs, grasping her suitcase. 'Obviously you saw me coming.'
'This situation is complicated, Emma and I hate Benjamin as much as you do, you gotta...'
'You hate him, yet you couldn't help yourselves, you're pathetic. I loved him and I thought he loved me, surely you two can understand that.'
Emma and Rebecca have no answer to give Deloris, as they feel disgusted in themselves. But, it's too late, the damage has been done.
'At least you two have each other, that's the main thing,' Deloris cries. 'Don't even bother turning up for work anytime soon Rebecca, I'll see to it. Anyway, you can afford it. I hope you two had a satisfactory evening. My has just ended.' Deloris steps into the elevator and presses the ground floor button. 'Tell, Benjamin to keep away from me and I never wanna see either of you again.'
The elevator door closes, leaving Rebecca and Emma ashamed and pained. Emma is first to breakdown and Rebecca pulls her close. In the hotel bedroom, Christopher is sat in the shower, crying his eyes out, because of the way things have turned out. In truth he never wanted to end things with Emma, the way it did. Benjamin can hear his cries and it soon becomes clear, that he knows what he did was the wrong move and where he and Christopher go from here is anyone's guess. Benjamin looks out of the bedroom window and spots Deloris getting into a taxi. The cab drives off, as Deloris calls home to Francis Bay. Deloris asks her Father, if he can pick her up in Long Island somewhere, as she's had the worst night of her life.
Somewhere outside City, Chanel Mantel possesses a disk and inserts it into a hard drive, but by her expression, she hasn't got what she was looking for.
The song 'You're Gonna Lose That Girl,' by The Beatles play into the final scenes and closing credits. ' Scene of Deloris leaving in a taxi, Benjamin and Christopher sitting in discomfort. Rebecca and Emma returning to Francis Bay. Night scenes of New York City Skyline, Statue Of Liberty. etc.
You're gonna lose that girl, You're going to lose that girl
If you don't take her out tonight, she's gonna change her mind
And I will take her out tonight and I will treat her kind
You're gonna lose that girl, You're gonna lose that girl
If you don't treat her right my friend, you're gonna find her gone
Cause I will treat right and then, you'll be the lonely one
You're gonna lose that girl, you're gonna lose that girl, you're gonna loooooose
I'll make a point, of taking her away from you (that's what you do) yeah
The way you treat her, what else can I do
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You're gonna lose that girl, you're gonna lose that girl, you're gonna loooose
I'll make a point of taking her away from you (that's what you do) yeah
The way you treat her, what else can I do
If you don't take her out tonight, she's going to change her mind
And I will take her out tonight, and I'm will treat her kind You're gonna lose that girl, you're gonna lose that girl, you're gonna looooose that giiiirrrlll.
END OF EPISODE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY TWO