Sonny and Lois' Penthouse:
Lois:Sonny, what was that?
Sonny:It was a gunshot and it came from Jason's. (he runs down the 
stairs)Cerullo, you stay here.
Lois(chases after him)Oh, no, you don't. I'm coming with you.(she 
follows him across the hall to Jason's. The door is ajar. Sonny slowly 
turns the doorknob and enters. The minute they do they spot Carla laying 
on the floor and blood is gushing from a gaping whole in her chest. 
Sonny leans down by her body and checks for a pulse.)Is she?
Sonny(looks up)Yeah, she's dead.
Lois:(heads to the phone)I'll call the police.
Sonny:Cerullo! Don't touch the phone.
Lois:Why not? We have to report this and the sooner we do the better.
Sonny:We can do it from our own apartment. Come on, let's get out of 
here.
Lois:Sonny, are you nuts? We can't just leave a scene of a crime.
Sonny:Watch me. Cerullo, think. If the police see us with a dead Carla 
we're going to be the prime suspects. After what she did to us at the 
Outback, tonight, we've got the motive to want her dead. I even said I 
could kill her in front of a room full of people. This is what that 
bald-headed psychopath has been waiting for for years.(he takes out a 
handkerchief and starts wiping off the doorknob)I think that's the only 
think we touched when we came in.
Lois:Sonny, stop that! You could be wiping off the killer's prints.
Sonny:Who cares?(he grabs Lois' hand and drags her out of the 
apartment)Come on.(once back in their own apartment he calls the police 
faking a bad cuban accent)Hello? Police? I work Harborview Towers. Hear 
gunshot coming from penthouse. You come. Hurry.(he slams the phone 
down)Satisfied?
Lois:Sonny, you're not a criminal, anymore. Why can't you stop acting 
like one.
Sonny:Look, I did the right thing. When the police come to question us 
we play dumb. We alibi each other. We were in bed making love. We were 
so caught up groping each other we didn't hear a gunshot. After seeing 
that video of us tonight, I don't think they'll have a hard time 
believing it.
Lois:I think we're making a big mistake. We didn't do anything wrong. We 
have no reason to lie.
Sonny:That's not the way it works when you're dealing with a dirty cop 
like Taggert. He'll use this situation against me to try and avenge 
Deke. No, the best thing we can do is to pretend to know nothing. If we 
do there's no way they can prove we were even in the penthouse.(as Sonny 
raises his drink to his mouth, Carla's blood can be seen on the sleeve 
of his jacket, but neither Sonny or Lois notice it)

Outside of the Casino, Hotel Internationale, Rio:
Sean:Okay, honey, there's Moreau over there.(he points out Claude 
Moreau)Be careful.
Tiffany:Don't worry, Sean, darlin, I can handle this. I'll use the same 
ploy on him I did when I met you.
Sean;You're going to pretend you're being mugged in the middle of a 
hotel lobby?
Tiffany:Well, the same ploy with a little variation. You'll be a masher 
instead of a mugger and Moreau will rescue, naturally, the same way you 
did. Quick, Sean, here he comes now. 
Sean(pulls Tiffany to him)Come on, baby, I know you want me.
Tiffany:(shoves him away)Let me go, darlin'.
Sean:(puts his face close to hers)Your lips say, "No, no, no." but your 
eyes say, "Yes, yes, yes."
Moreau:Sir, take your hands off the lady. She's obviously not 
interested.
San:(removes his hands and backs away)Hey, I don't want no trouble. 
There's plenty of fish in the sea. I don't need this stress.(he goes 
chasing after a redhead who enters the casino)Hey, baby, wait up.
Tiffany:What a disgusting man. Darlin' I want to thank you for rescuing 
me. I insist upon buying you a drink in the casino to express my 
gratitude.
Moreau:Is it you? No, it can't be?
TiffanY:You know me, darlin?
Moreau:Is is you. Your Tiffany Hill star of Godzilla's Girlfriend, 
aren't you?
Tiffany:You've seen my movie, darlin?
Moreau:Yes, it's my favorite film. I'm your number one fan.
Tiffany:Oh, carlin', not only do I owe you a drink for rescuing me from 
that awful man, but I insist on buying you one because you're a 
fan.(they head into the casino)
Frisco(and Anna watching from behind a potted palm)I still can't believe 
he's a fan of Tiffany's old B-movie.
Anna:It looks like luck is on our side. I'd better go inside and join 
Robert so we can go into our act.

Jax's Penthouse:
V(sitting)Jax, don't you think you were a little too hard on Brenda?
Jax:No, I'd say it was long overdue. Brender and I got stuck in this 
sick, destructive cycle. She'd dump me for Corinthos than he'd dump her 
then she'd come running back to me and I'd welcome her with open arms. I 
know you have a soft heart, V, but if I showed any softness to Brender, 
she'd take it as a sign that I still wanted her, which I don't.
V:I still think you could have been nicer.
Jax:V, do you remember what happened when we returned from Malibu. We 
were on the verge of possibly starting a relationship when I got sucked 
into Brender's problems. Now we're in the same place, again. Do you want 
Brender to screw things up between us, again?
V:(cuddles up next to him)No, I don't. I don't want Brenda or anyone 
else to ever come between us, again.

Jason's Penthouse:
Garcia:(comes down the stairs)Nobody's upstairs.
Taggert:I wonder where Morgan is?(the paramedics enter)You made a wasted 
trip. I checked. There's no pulse. She's dead.
Paramedic 1:We'll still need to make it official.
Garcia:Marcus, isn't it a coincidence that several hours after Miss 
Solieto publicly embarrassed Sonny Corinthos, she winds up murdered?
Taggert:I was thinking the same thing. And Corinthos lives just across 
the hall. Maybe we should drop over and pay him a visit.
Paramedic 2:(as Paramedic 1 os about to cover Carly with a sheet)Wait a 
minute. I think I've got something here.
Garcia:What are you talking about?
Paramedic 2:I've got a pulse, but it's weak and very thready.
Taggert:Are you saying what I think you're saying?
Paramedic 1:She's alive, but just barely and won't stay that way for 
long if we don't get her to the hospital, immediately.


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