The DeVille Estate:
Carly(and Sonny sipping champange as the party goes on around them)Any ideas on how we're going to do this?
Sonny:Well, our no-name friend says the Renoir is kept in a secret room concealed behind a wine rack in the wine cellar. So, I guess we should slip away from the party and head there. The biggest problem I foresee is how are we going to smuggle the painting out of here. We can't just walk through the party carrying it out.
Carly:Maybe I could stick the canvas down the front of my dress.
Sonny:What's to prevent it from falling out while you're walking? We'll just have to think of something when the time arrives. Our host looks busy at the moment. Come on, let's go and find the wine cellar.

Martha's Vineyard:
Stefan(Bobbie and Brenda are sitting in the dining room of the palatial mansion they're staying in eating dinner.)I'm sorry you weren't able to reach Mr. Corinthos, earlier.
Brenda:I just don't understand why Sonny wasn't there. At this time of night he should be home.
Bobbie:Maybe he was up in the nursery with Carly taking care of Michael.
Brenda:I wish Sonny could have come with us on this trip. I don't like the idea of leaving him alone with Carly.
Stefan:Don't you trust him?
Brenda:Oh, I trust Sonny, fine. The person I don't trust is Carly.
Bobbie:Brenda!
Brenda:I'm sorry, Bobbie. I know she's your daughter and all, but she's after Sonny.
Bobbie:You mean like the way you were after him when you came back to town.
Brenda:That was different. Sonny and I love each other and we share a past together.
Bobbie:And Sonny and Carly are married and they share a child together.
Stefan:Why don't we change the subject. Brenda, I understand your father was Harlan Barrett. Tell me about him. Did you two have a good relationship.
Brenda:Actually, no. My father didn't treat me well, at all, as a matter-of-fact. He always loved my sister, Julia, more and he treated her much better than he did me. Her birthday and Christmas presents were always better than the ones he gave me. There were even times he forgot all about my birthday, but he never forgot Julia's even once. As soon as I was old enough, he shipped me off to boarding school so he'd only have to spend time with me on the holidays. I kept getting myself thrown out of one school after another in hopes it would make him pay some attention to me, but it only made his contempt for me grow. It's because of my father that being pregnant is so hard for me.
Stefan:I don't understand?
Brenda:When I was young, I was overweight and my father used to call me Chubs. If I didn't love Sonny so much, I wouldn't be willing to let myself get fat for him so I can give him a child. It's kind of funny. I was so anxious to start showing and now that I have, everytime I look in the mirror I see myself turning back into Chubs. Well, at least it's a comfort to see that Carly's blimping up more than me. When I'm fat with Sonny's child, at least I won't have to worry about Sonny turning his eyes to Carly. She'll probably be bigger than me from all the twinkies she's stuffing down her throat.
Bobbie:Brenda!
Brenda:Wel, Bobbie, it's true. Have you seen her, lately.

Outside the Wine Cellar, the DeVille Estate:
Sonny(and Carly peek around the corner as they watch the guard posted at the entrance to the wine cellar)Oh, great, that must be the wine cellar, but how am I going to get past the goon guarding the door. Do you think you could distract him for me so I can slip inside?
Carly:I can give it a try.
Sonny:Be careful.
Carly:Aren't I always.(she steps out from around the corner and walks unsteadily towards the guard singing in a slurred, drunken voice)My Sonny da da dee da da dee. Oh, Sonny, one so true. I love you. Oh, Sonny...
Guard:What are you doing down here, Ma'am?
Carly:I think I must be lost.(she points a finger at the door)Is that the way to the bathroom. I've really gotta go.(they she throws back her head and laughs hysterically)
Guard:No, that leads to the wine cellar. The bathroom is upstairs and to the right.
Carly:Oh, thank you.(she pats his cheek)You really are a nice man.(she fakes a trip and the guard catches her in his arms before she can fall to the floor)Now, how did I do that? You know, I'm suddenly not feeling very well. Do you think you could help me to the bathroom.
Guard:I'm sorry, Ma'am, my orders are not to leave this door unguarded for one moment while there's guests in the house.
Carly(holding one hand to her stomach and the other hand to her mouth as she makes gagging noises)Oh, god, I think I'm going to throw up. If you don't help me to the bathroom, I'm going to vomit all over the floor.
Guard:Oh, all right. I'll take you to the bathroom. I just hope Mr. DeVille doesn't find out about this. If he does, he's going to be very angry.(he helps her upstairs to the bathroom, while Sonny quickly slips into the wine cellar, then searches the wine rack for the trigger mechanism that opens the entrance to the secret room where the Renoir is kept. After a frantic search, he finally finds it and the wine rack opens up revealing the secret room hidden behind it. As Sonny enters he notices it's filled with all types of priceless art treasures. He quickly takes a knife out of his back pocket and cuts the painting out of its frame, then rolls the canvas up and sticks it down the front of his pants. After pushing the wine rack back in place, he leaves the wine cellar and heads back upstairs where he finds Carly coming out of the bathroom)
Sonny(walks up to Carly and the guard)Claudia, I've been looking everywhere for you. Where have you been?
Carly:Matthew, you were right when you warned me I was drinking too much champagne.
Sonny:You got sick?
Carly:Yes, and this nice man helped me get to the bathroom before I ended up embarrassing myself. Thank you, again.
Guard:It was no problem, Ma'am. Now, if you don't mind, I'd better be getting back to my post.(he heads back down to the wine cellar)
Carly(drops the act the minute he's out of sight)So, did you get it.
Sonny:I got it. So, let's get out of here.














































































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