pc april 23 1999 FRANK: MORE COFFEE? GARCIA: OH, YEAH. THANKS. SAY, HOW'S JULIE DOING? FRANK: I HAVEN'T SEEN HER LATELY. WHY DO YOU ASK? GARCIA: JUST THINKING ABOUT THOSE BUGS WE FOUND AT KAREN'S AND YOUR PLACE. I'M STILL NOT CONVINCED JULIE WAS THE ONE WHO PLANTED THEM. SHE DENIES IT, YOU KNOW. FRANK: WHO ELSE COULD HAVE DONE IT? GARCIA: WHO? WHY? WE'LL FIND OUT EVENTUALLY. LISTEN, THANKS FOR THE COFFEE. FRANK: YEAH. GARCIA: NICE TRY, FRANK, BUT WE BOTH KNOW WHO PLANTED THOSE BUGS, NOW, DON'T WE? AND THAT'S NOT ALL YOU'VE BEEN UP TO. YOU'VE BEEN A VERY BAD BOY, FRANK. FRANK: WHAT DO YOU MEAN? GARCIA: EXTORTION, GRAND THEFT, BANK FRAUD. RAMSEY BLEW THE WHISTLE ON YOU, BUDDY. YOU FORCED COURTNEY KANELOS TO POSE AS MARCIA COOPER SO YOU COULD STEAL JULIE DEVLIN'S MONEY? OH. I GOTCHA. COURTNEY: WHAT'S THE MATTER, FRANKIE? FRANK: YOU SICCED CHRIS RAMSEY ON ME, AND I WANT HIM OFF MY BACK -- TODAY. CHRIS: AH, 'TIS THE EAST, AND JULIE IS THE SUN -- OR THE DAUGHTER. GOOD MORNING, FINE LADY. JULIE: OH, PLEASE. CHRIS: EH. FOR YOU, MY LOVELY. JULIE: OH, THIS WILL WIN MY HEART, ALL RIGHT. CHRIS: WELL, IT USED TO BE A FULL BOUQUET, BUT THE GUARDS CONFISCATED IT. I GUESS THEY FEAR WHAT YOU CAN DO WITH THORNS. JULIE: SO SHOULD YOU. CHRIS: NOW, IS THAT ANY WAY TO SPEAK TO YOUR BETROTHED? JULIE: YOU'RE ACCEPTING MY MARRIAGE PROPOSAL? CHRIS: ASSUMING WE AGREE ON CERTAIN TERMS. JULIE: I'LL COOK, YOU CLEAN UP. CHRIS: I'LL TAKE HALF THE PROCEEDS FROM DL-56. JULIE: AND YOU SMUGGLE MY BABY OUT OF THIS HELLHOLE. CHRIS: YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE A BEAUTIFUL BRIDE. SCOTT: THANKS FOR COMING. I CAN USE ALL THE HELP I CAN GET. KEVIN: WE COULDN'T STAY IN PORT CHARLES WITH LUCY STILL MISSING. VICTOR: WHAT'S THE LATEST? SCOTT: WELL, NYPD IS ON IT, BUT THEY HAVEN'T COME UP WITH MUCH. KEVIN: WHAT DO THEY HAVE? SCOTT: WELL, THEY SPOKE TO THE HOMELESS GUY WHO SAW LUCY LAST, BUT HE COULDN'T REMEMBER WHERE IT WAS HE EVEN SAW HER. KEVIN: COULDN'T OR WOULDN'T? SCOTT: I DON'T KNOW. I TALKED TO THE GUY. COULDN'T GET ANYTHING OUT OF HIM, EITHER. VICTOR: WELL, WE'RE HERE TO DO WHATEVER WE CAN TO HELP YOU FIND HER. SCOTT: OK. KEVIN: BUT FIRST, THOUGH, SCOTT, WE -- WE HAVE SOME BAD NEWS. SCOTT: NOW WHAT? KEVIN: LAURA SPENCER'S SON LUCKY WAS KILLED IN A FIRE. SCOTT: LUCKY? HE'S DEAD? [CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY NCI'S CORPORATE PARTNERS] SCOTT: DAMN IT. MACHINE. UH -- LAURA, IT'S --( IT'S ME, SCOTTY. I'M -- I JUST HEARD ABOUT LUCKY. I'M -- I'M REALLY SORRY. HE WAS A GREAT KID. UM -- UH -- I DON'T KNOW. THERE'S NOTHING I CAN SAY. I'M -- UM -- I'M SORRY I CAN'T MAKE THE MEMORIAL SERVICE. I'M -- I'M IN NEW YORK. MY THOUGHTS ARE WITH YOU. I'LL CALL YOU AGAIN. BYE. KEVIN: SCOTT? YOU OK? SCOTT: LET'S GET TO WORK. KEVIN: OK. VICTOR: I'M ON THE INTERNET. NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS SEE IF THERE'S ANYBODY HERE WHO KNOWS ANYTHING. KEVIN: WHAT IF I RUN DOWN THAT MAN WHO SAW LUCY LAST, MAYBE PRESS HIM FOR MORE? SCOTT: THAT'S USELESS. I COULDN'T GET ANYTHING OUT OF HIM. KEVIN: MAYBE I CAN GET HIM TO TRUST ME, LET HIM KNOW THAT I'M NOT OUT TO HURT HIM. SCOTT: WELL, YOU KNOW, I DIDN'T HURT HIM. I WASN'T, YOU KNOW, SMACKING HIM OR SOMETHING. KEVIN: IT'S NOT A CRITICISM, SCOTT. I'M A PSYCHIATRIST. I'VE SPENT YEARS GETTING PEOPLE TO OPEN UP. I THINK IT'S WORTH A TRY. SCOTT: WHY NOT? HERE'S HIS NAME AND THE SHELTER THAT HE'S AT. YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M GOING TO PUT UP A REWARD FOR LUCY. KEVIN: THAT'S PROBABLY A GOOD MOVE. NOTHING MOTIVATES LIKE COLD CASH. SCOTT: WE GOT TO FIND HER BECAUSE I CAN'T IMAGINE THIS WORLD WITHOUT HER. KEVIN: NEITHER CAN I. SCOTT: LET'S FIND HER. FRANK: I DON'T LIKE WHAT YOU DID. COURTNEY: SO WHAT? IT WORKED. FRANK: NO, NOT FOR ME. I DON'T LIKE FEELING PARANOID ALL THE TIME THAT YOU TOLD RAMSEY I BLACKMAILED YOU. NOW HE WANTS TO TURN ME OVER TO THE COPS. COURTNEY: FRANK, YOU'RE OVERREACTING. FRANK: YOU MADE A BAD MOVE, COURTNEY. NOW YOU HAVE TO FIX IT. COURTNEY: I'LL TELL CHRIS YOU BACKED OFF AND THAT YOU'RE LEAVING ME ALONE NOW. FRANK: HE'LL STILL MAKE YOU GO TO THE COPS WITH WHAT YOU SAY I'VE ALREADY DONE. COURTNEY: HE CAN'T MAKE ME GO. FRANK: THE ONLY WAY HE WILL DROP THIS IS IF YOU CONVINCE HIM YOU'VE HANDLED THE SITUATION. COURTNEY: SO I'LL TELL HIM I'M HOLDING SOMETHING OVER YOU TO MAKE YOU STOP BLACKMAILING ME. FRANK: WHAT DO YOU HAVE ON ME? COURTNEY: HMM. PICTURES OF YOU IN THE BUFF WEARING WAR PAINT. FRANK: OH, COURTNEY, I COULDN'T LET YOU TAKE PICTURES LIKE THAT. YOU WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO CONTROL YOURSELF. YOU TELL RAMSEY YOU HAVE ME BLACKMAILING YOU ON TAPE. COURTNEY: YEAH, AND I HAVE THE TAPE HIDDEN IN A SAFE DEPOSIT BOX -- FRANK: AS INSURANCE POLICY AGAINST ME. COURTNEY: OH, GOSH, YOU BIG, BAD BULLY. FRANK: DO IT. COURTNEY: I'M ON MY WAY. CHRIS: OK, I WANT A PRENUPTIAL AGREEMENT THAT GUARANTEES ME HALF OF THE DL-56 PATENT PROCEEDS, EVEN IN THE CASE OF DIVORCE. JULIE: WHY, DARLING, YOU'RE PLANNING THE DIVORCE BEFORE WE'VE EVEN PLANNED THE WEDDING. CHRIS: YEAH, WELL, I'M MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU, AS ANYONE CAN PLAINLY SEE. I JUST FEEL A SERIOUS CASE OF IRRECONCILABLE DIFFERENCES COMING ON. JULIE: HMM. THERE IS A LOT OF THAT GOING AROUND LATELY. CHRIS: HMM. WELL, TO BE PRUDENT, WE'D BEST HAVE AN ATTORNEY, YOU KNOW, DRAW UP SOMETHING AIRTIGHT. JULIE: THAT'S WHAT THRILLS ME ABOUT YOU -- YOUR PRAGMATISM. NOW, BE SURE THE PRENUP MENTIONS THAT IN CASE OF A HEARTBREAKING PARTING OF WAYS -- CHRIS: SAY, TWO OR THREE WEEKS AFTER WE MARRY -- JULIE: OH, YOU THINK WE'LL LAST THAT LONG? CHRIS: CALL ME ROMANTIC. JULIE: OK, ROMEO. NOW LET'S GET TO WHAT I NEED TO MAKE THIS HAPPEN. FIRST, SUPPLIES FOR THE BABY, INCLUDING BLANKETS, BOTTLES, CLOTHES, PACIFIERS. HERE'S YOUR SHOPPING LIST. CHRIS: WHAT AM I, THE STORK? JULIE: STORKS DON'T SMUGGLE BABIES OUT OF MENTAL INSTITUTIONS IN EXCHANGE FOR MILLIONS. CHRIS: GOOD POINT. JULIE: RENT A CABIN AND HIRE A NURSE TO TAKE CARE OF MY BABY ONCE YOU GET HER OUT OF HERE. CHRIS: RELAX, JULIE. YOU'RE NOT DUE FOR SIX WEEKS. JULIE: WELL, I'M VERY EFFICIENT. WITH ME, EVERYTHING GETS DONE EARLY, AND I'M SURE THAT'LL ALSO INCLUDE CHILDBIRTH. I'VE ALREADY HAD BRAXTON-HICKS CONTRACTIONS. CHRIS: ALL RIGHT, I'M JUST CURIOUS, BUT HOW THE HELL DO YOU PLAN ON HAVING A BABY IN THIS JOINT WITHOUT ANYONE NOTICING? JULIE: IF A TEENAGER CAN GIVE BIRTH IN A TOILET STALL AND GO BACK TO HER PROM, I CAN MANAGE SOMETHING HERE. NOW, THESE THINGS WILL HELP. CHRIS: CASH? JULIE: TO BRIBE A GUARD. CHRIS: OXYTOCIN. JULIE: TO INDUCE LABOR. CHRIS: MEDICAL SCISSORS. JULIE: TO -- CHRIS: YEAH, YEAH, I KNOW WHAT IT'S FOR. LOOK, YOU GET CAUGHT WITH ANY OF THIS STUFF IN HERE, FOLKS AROUND ARE GOING TO THINK THERE'S MORE THAN A FEATHER PILLOW UNDER THAT SHIRT. JULIE: LET ME WORRY ABOUT THAT. YOU JUST CONCENTRATE ON GETTING ME WHAT I NEED. CHRIS: I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO. I'LL ALSO GET MY ATTORNEY WORKING ON THAT PRENUP FOR US. I'LL BE BACK, MY BELOVED. BABY, DO YOU LOVE ME ? OF COURSE, I DO. WHAT DO YOU LOVE MOST ABOUT ME ? WELL, MICHELOB, I LOVE YOU MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF. WHAT DID YOU CALL ME ? I CALLED YOU TERESA. NO, YOU DID NOT ! YOU JUST CALLED ME MICHELOB. I'M OUTTA HERE. - WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT. - WHAT ? WHILE YOU'RE UP, COULD YOU GET ME A MICHELOB ? - [ Announcer ] THERE'S ORDINARY BEER. - [ Whimpers ] THEN THERE'S THE SMOOTH TASTE OF MICHELOB. 1 ESCAPE THE DAY WITH SOFTSOAP RELAXING BODY WASH. LET THE CALMING SCENT OF LAVENDER AND CHAMOMILE SET YOU FREE. SKIN IS SOFT, SMOOTH. SOFTSOAP BODY WASH... COURTNEY: HELLO, TALL, DARK, AND HUNKY. CHRIS: WELL, NOW, THAT IS INAPPROPRIATE TALK IN A PUBLIC PLACE -- EVEN WHEN IT IS TRUE. COURTNEY: COULD WE -- CHRIS: WHAT'S UP? COURTNEY: I WANTED YOU TO KNOW. I TOOK YOUR ADVICE ABOUT FRANK. CHRIS: YOU TURNED HIM INTO THE POLICE? COURTNEY: I COULDN'T DO THAT. CHRIS: WHY NOT?h COURTNEY: I WOULD HAVE TO TELL THEM WHAT FRANK USED TO BLACKMAIL ME. THEY COULD REPORT ME TO THE I.R.S. FOR FAILING TO PAY THE TAXES ON THE KANELOS MONEY. CHRIS: COURTNEY, YOU DON'T KNOW THAT WOULD HAPPEN. COURTNEY: IT'S TOO RISKY. BESIDES, I CAME UP WITH SOMETHING BETTER. CHRIS: WHAT? COURTNEY: I SECRETLY TAPED FRANK TRYING TO BLACKMAIL ME. CHRIS: YOU'RE KIDDING? COURTNEY: NO, I'M NOT. YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HIS FACE WHEN I PLAYED THE TAPE BACK TO HIM. HE TRIED TO RIP IT UP, BUT THEN I TOLD HIM I HAD THE ORIGINAL IN A SAFE DEPOSIT BOX JUST WAITING FOR ME TO TURN IT OVER TO THE POLICE. FRANK CAN'T MAKE ME POSE AS MARCIA COOPER ANYMORE, OR DO ANYTHING ELSE FOR THAT MATTER. CHRIS: WAIT -- WAIT A MINUTE. YOU'RE LETTING HIM OFF WITH JUST A THREAT? COURTNEY: I HAVE FRANK SCANLON UNDER MY THUMB. CHRIS: COURTNEY, HE COMMITTED A FELONY. NOW, LET ME GO TO THE POLICE. I'LL GET THEM TO CUT YOU A BREAK ON THIS TAX ISSUE. COURTNEY: NO, NO. CHRIS, I DON'T WANT THE POLICE INVOLVED. PROMISE ME YOU WON'T INTERFERE. CHRIS: COURTNEY -- COURTNEY: CHRIS, CHRIS -- I APPRECIATE YOU TRYING TO HELP. I DO. BUT I NEED TO HANDLE THIS ON MY OWN. CHRIS: FINE. COURTNEY: GOOD. NOW, HOW CAN I THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONCERN? DINNER TONIGHT? CHRIS: SORRY. I HAVE TO WORK. SCOTT: LUCY COE IS HEAD OF JACKS COSMETICS. SHE IS THE CREATOR OF THE SERENA LINE OF CLOTHING. SHE WAS LAST SEEN UPTOWN BY THE NYC NEWS STUDIO. REPORTER: MR. BALDWIN, THE SERENA LINE HAS BEEN THE SUBJECT OF SOME CONTROVERSY SINCE IT WAS REVEALED THAT MISS COE EMPLOYED CHILDREN TO PRODUCE YOUR PRODUCT. SCOTT: I'M NOT HERE TO DISCUSS THAT. IT'S ABOUT LUCY COE'S WHEREABOUTS RIGHT NOW, OK? REPORTER: BUT ISN'T IT POSSIBLE MISS COE'S DISAPPEARANCE IS SOMEHOW CONNECTED WITH THOSE ACCUSATIONS? SCOTT: WHAT ARE YOU GETTING AT? REPORTER: PERHAPS MISS COE FINDS IT EASIER TO BE ABSENT THAN TO FACE THOSE CHARGES. SCOTT: NO. MISS COE NEVER HAS RUN FROM ANYTHING IN HER LIFE. REPORTER: OR MAYBE HER DISAPPEARANCE SERVES AS A DISTRACTION FROM THE SCANDAL. SCOTT: IF YOU THINK THIS IS SOME KIND OF PUBLICITY STUNT, YOU'RE WAY OUT OF LINE HERE. NOW, ARE WE GOING TO PUT THIS ON THE AIR THE WAY WE WERE SUPPOSED TO DO THIS OR NOT? REPORTER: OK. SCOTT: LUCY COE WAS WEARING A PINK FLOWING GOWN. IF ANYONE HAS ANY INFORMATION ON HER WHEREABOUTS, PLEASE CONTACT ME OR THE POLICE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. KEVIN: EXCUSE ME. HAVE YOU SEEN THIS WOMAN? I'M TRYING TO FIND HER. HER NAME IS LUCY. DO YOU KNOW SOMEONE NAMED JAMES? HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE STAYING HERE. THANK YOU. EXCUSE ME. DO YOU KNOW THIS WOMAN? WE'RE TRYING TO LOCATE HER. @ KEVIN: HELLO? HAVE YOU SEEN THIS WOMAN? JAMES: I TOLD THE OTHER FELLA ALL THAT I KNOW. KEVIN: ARE YOU JAMES? JAMES: WHAT IF I AM? KEVIN: LOOK, HER NAME IS LUCY. SHE'S BEEN MISSING FOR A FEW DAYS. WE'RE AWFULLY WORRIED ABOUT HER. IF YOU KNOW ANYTHING, PLEASE -- NICE YANKEES CAP. JAMES: YOU A FAN? KEVIN: ALWAYS HAVE BEEN. USED TO PLAY A LITTLE BALL MYSELF WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. JAMES: WHAT POSITION? KEVIN: SHORTSTOP. JAMES: PITCHER. KEVIN: BET YOU HAD A GOOD ARM. JAMES: WOMAN, LUCY -- SHE LIKE BASEBALL? KEVIN: GRABS THE SPORTS PAGE FIRST THING EVERY MORNING. JAMES: I TOLD THE OTHER FELLA I SAW HER BEGGING FOR MONEY. I DIDN'T SAY WHERE. KEVIN: WHERE WAS IT? JAMES: CHURCH. ACROSS FROM THE CHURCH A COUPLE OF BLOCKS FROM HERE. SHE WAS WORKING MY CORNER, SO I HAD TO CHASE HER OFF. IF I'D HAVE KNOWN SHE WAS A YANKEE FAN, I'D HAVE LET HER STAY. KEVIN: DID YOU SEE WHERE SHE WENT? j JAMES: SHE WAS RUNNING FROM ME PRETTY FAST. SHE TRIPPED AND FELL, AND I GOT KIND OF SCARED THAT SHE WAS DEAD, SO I LEFT. KEVIN: WAS SHE? JAMES: I GOT TO FEELING GUILTY, SO I WENT RIGHT BACK TO LOOK FOR HER, ONLY SHE WAS GONE. MUST HAVE GOT UP AND LEFT. ONCE UPON A STARRY NIGHT, I HAD A BULKY DIAPER THAT DIDN'T FIT RIGHT. JUST THEN, SOMETHING NEW, LIKE OUT OF A DREAM. A NEW, BETTER FITTING HUGGIES SUPREME ! A NARROWER MIDDLE, A NEW CONTOUR, FORM FITTING LEG ELASTICS, AND WHAT'S MORE, A CONCENTRATED ABSORBENT CORE... AND A FIT TO STOP LEAKS LIKE NEVER BEFORE. FOR FLEXIBILITY, HUGGIES IS VIRTUALLY UNMATCHED. AND THAT'S THE TRUTH, NO STRINGS ATTACHED. JULIE: BACK SO SOON? CHRIS: WELL, I WANT EVERYONE TO SEE HOW DEVOTED I AM TO YOU. AND I BROUGHT YOU A LITTLE TOKEN OF MY AFFECTION. JULIE: YOU GOT THE SCISSORS? HOW DID YOU GET THEM PAST THE GUARDS? CHRIS: STEEL BUTTONS. THE GUARD JUST ASSUMED THAT THAT'S WHAT SET OFF THE METAL DETECTOR. LITTLE DID THEY KNOW -- JULIE: OH. WHAT A GUY. CHRIS: OH, YEAH, THIS IS NO SLOUCH YOU'RE ENGAGED TO, SWEETIE. JULIE: YOU'RE ALREADY EARNING YOUR MONEY. CHRIS: JUST REMEMBER THAT WHEN WE SIGN OUR PRENUPS. JULIE: TILL THEN. GUARD: WHAT WAS THAT? THIS IS A BIG NO-NO. JULIE: PLEASE, PLEASE -- GUARD: I'M GOING TO REPORT THIS -- NO MORE VISITORS AND NO MORE PILLOWS. WHAT ELSE ARE YOU HIDING UNDER THERE? JULIE: LEAVE ME ALON! LEAVE MY BABY ALONE, OR I'LL KILL YOU. COURTNEY: CHRIS BIT. FRANK: HE'S NOT GOING TO THE COPS? COURTNEY: HE SAID HE WOULDN'T. FRANK: AND YOU BELIEVE HIM? COURTNEY: HE KNOWS I WOULDN'T BACK ANYTHING HE SAID. I TOLD HIM I WAS HANDLING IT ON MY OWN. FRANK: GOOD. COURTNEY: SO YOU CAN GET OFF MY BACK ABOUT THIS. CHRIS RAMSEY IS IN CHECK. FRANK: HE'D BETTER BE. COURTNEY: LOOK, HE BOUGHT THE PHONY STORY I MADE UP ABOUT YOU BLACKMAILING ME, AND HE BOUGHT THAT I NOW HAVE YOU UNDER CONTROL. FRANK: LET'S HOPE HE KEEPS IT THAT WAY. COURTNEY: EVEN IF HE DOESN'T, ALL CHRIS KNOWS FOR SURE IS THAT I POSED AS MARCIA COOPER. HE HAS NO PROOF THAT I DID IT TO EMBEZZLE JULIE'S MONEY. FRANK: YOU PULLED IT OFF. COURTNEY: YEAH. HE WASN'T TOO HAPPY THAT I WOULDN'T TURN YOU OVER TO THE POLICE. HE GAVE ME A VERY COLD SHOULDER. FRANK: THAT'S SOMETHING YOU'RE NOT USED TO GETTING. COURTNEY: YEAH, WELL, WHO CARES. BESIDES, I'M SURE I CAN WARM THINGS UP AGAIN IF NECESSARY. SO, ARE YOU AND I ON THE SAME TEAM AGAIN? FRANK: YOU BET. NOW LET'S GET TO WORK ON NAILING JOE. I'LL MEET YOU AT THE LOOKOUT LATER. COURTNEY: OK. GOT IT. [TAPE REWINDS] COURTNEY'S VOICE: EVEN IF HE DOESN'T, ALL CHRIS KNOWS FOR SURE IS THAT I POSED AS MARCIA COOPER. HE HAS NO PROOF THAT I DID IT TO EMBEZZLE JULIE'S MONEY. SCOTT: DID YOU CHECK AROUND THE CHURCH WHERE THAT GUY SAID HE SAW LUCY LAST? KEVIN: NO SIGN OF HER, BUT AT LEAST WE KNOW NOW THAT SHE'S ALIVE. VICTOR: GOOD WORK, MONK. SCOTT: THE QUESTION IS, WHY HAVEN'T WE HEARD FROM HER? KEVIN: I SHOULD PROBABLY CALL THE POLICE. I BET THEY COULD USE THIS NEW INFORMATION. VICTOR: SCOTT, YOU'RE ON TV. SCOTT: AS LUCY COE'S PARTNER, I'M OFFERING A $25,000 REWARD TO ANYBODY THAT HAS ANY INFORMATION ON MISS COE'S WHEREABOUTS. YOU CAN CALL ME AT 212-555-0187. THANK YOU. REPORTER: MEANWHILE, THE QUESTION REMAINS, WHERE IS LUCY COE? [LUCY MOANS] LUCY: OH! WHERE -- WHERE AM I? WOMAN: CAREFUL. DON'T TRY TO WALK YET. LUCY: OH. OOH. WHAT HAPPENED? WOMAN: WE, YOU GOT A NASTY BUMP ON YOUR HEAD. LUCY: WHAT IS THIS PLACE? WHERE AM I? WOMAN: SUBWAY TUNNEL. I FOUND YOU OUTSIDE WANDERING AROUND, NOT MAKING A BIT OF SENSE. I BROUGHT YOU HERE TO KEEP YOU SAFE. YOU'VE BEEN SLEEPING MOSTLY. BOY, YOU MUST HAVE REALLY TIED ONE ON. LUCY: OH. BOY, YOU'RE RIGHT. SURE DOES FEEL LIKE IT. WHO ARE YOU? WOMAN: ANNIE. WHAT'S YOUR NAME? LUCY: UM -- SOMETHING. ANNIE: WELL, WHILE YOU REMEMBER, GET A JOLT OF THIS. LUCY: WHAT IS IT? ANNIE: IT'S COFFEE. IT'S COLD NOW. I'VE BEEN GUARDING IT FOR YOU. PLENTY OF FOLKS AROUND HERE WOULD LIKE TO -- LIKE TO TAKE IT. LUCY: WHOO. THANKS. LET ME -- LET ME PAY YOU FOR IT. UH -- I'M SORRY, I -- I DON'T REALLY HAVE ANY MONEY, I GUESS. I -- I JUST HAVE THIS. ANNIE: WHAT'S IT SAY? LUCY: IT SAYS "EVE AND DAVID BORDISSO." "EVE." COULD -- COULD EVE BE MY NAME? OOH, YOU KNOW, EVE IS SUCH AN UGLY NAME. ANNIE: I LIKE CHRISTMAS EVE. LUCY: YEAH. YEAH. ME, TOO. YOU KNOW, THIS IS WEIRD. SOMETHING DOES SEEM FAMILIAR ABOUT THIS. I HATE TO SAY IT, BUT I THINK MY NAME MUST BE EVE.