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	2004.07.12  21.49 (After being cancelled and then rescheduled) Episode 5 Veronica didn’t know why she hadn’t thought of it sooner. She and Claire were identical twins. Sean loved Claire. All she had to do was send Claire out on some wild goose chase and convince Sean that she was Claire. She knew her sister wasn’t putting out, but Veronica was no fool. She would tell Sean she was finally ready, and surely he would love her after they had sex. He might be mad for a minute or so, but he’d get over it in no time. Yes, she thought, this is foolproof. … Angela couldn’t stop crying. “Please just tell me what’s going on,” her sister Marie pleaded. “You said an old gypsy woman cursed you and said your life would be ruined when you turned eighteen. You’re now twenty-four and felt compelled to tell your only sister just now.” “Don’t we have another sister?” Angela asked with a sniffle. “No, sweetheart, we have a brother,” Marie said in what she hoped was a concerned tone. “Oh,” Marie said. “Anyway, the curse?” “Oh, yes. It’s ruining my life! It makes me fall instantly in love with people or things for random ten-minute intervals! It can strike at any time with anyone. I was once engaged to our ficus tree for seven minutes.” “Why seven minutes?” “It took three minutes to propose,” she said, her mind already drifting back to that fateful day. “Angela, that’s crazy. I don’t believe it,” Marie said. She stood up and marched across the room. “You have to believe me,” Angela cried. “Today I had sex with Alexander Greene, the richest man in town because I believed I was in love with him. He had a gunshot wound, and I could have lost my job.” “You’re the worst nurse ever,” her sister pointed out. “I’m never going to find real love,” Angela wailed. Marie rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, striking a put-upon pose. ( continued... )

	2004.02.03  22.24 (After a hiatus) Episode 4 Colin Greene had been very much in love since the age of twelve. As he often did, his mind sauntered off into the day that love had entered his life. His mother, the cold and beautiful Marnie Greene, had invited several wealthy families to the estate for a garden party. One such family was Herbert and Ginny Moss and their ten-year old daughter Lily. Colin was instantly attracted to her. She was innocent, sweet, and blonde. Shy, reclusive Colin watched her from across the garden. “Just go talk to her,” his little sister Kayla said, sneaking up behind him. “It’s quite obvious that you are attracted to her, though she seems dull and dimwitted.” “She’s heavenly,” Colin replied. He had made up his mind to talk to her when, much to his horror, his brother Jack beat him to it. “I’m Jack,” the double-crossing sibling said. “My name’s Lily. I can do a cartwheel,” she proclaimed with a giggle. Jack and Lily had been together from that very moment. Back in the reality of his study, Colin poured himself another drink. He still loved her. She was blonder and sweeter than ever, and damn, what he’d give to see her do a cartwheel. What did she see in handsome, popular, outgoing Jack? “Thinking about Lily?” his sister Kayla asked, sneaking up on him. “Why are you always sneaking up on me?” he asked. “Why are you always so lost in thought?” she countered. “None of your business, you witch,” he said bitterly. “God, Colin, we need to work on your comebacks,” she said, sauntering out of the room. ( continued... )

	2004.01.22  23.17 Episode 3 Veronica found herself immersed in a daydream. Sean O’Connell was making love to her, and it was unbelievably wonderful. “Oh Veronica,” he said. “I love you so much. I can’t believe I wasted all that time with Claire.” “Don’t worry, Sean,” she said. “What matters is that we’re together now.” At that moment, Claire walked in. “Oh my God! What’s going on?” She was immediately overcome with sadness. “I don’t love you anymore,” Sean told her. “I’ve realized how boring and lame you are. It’s Veronica that I love. She’s exciting and sexy.” Veronica smiled in deep satisfaction as her sister ran off in tears… Now if only it were real! “It will be reality soon enough,” she said to no one in particular. “Sean will be mine.” ( more... )

	2004.01.21  14.24 Episode 2 Detective Jeff Jones had not been inside the Greene mansion in over twenty years. As he examined the blood-soaked white carpeting, he couldn’t help but remember the last time he had been there. It was on the eve or Marnie and Alexander’s wedding. He had tried to talk her out of marrying that evil, corrupt, greedy, dirty, rich mama’s boy. Needless to say, he had failed in his attempts. Marnie was the first woman he ever really loved, and part of him would never recover from the way she hurt him. “I’ve never loved you,” she’d said that night. “I love Alexander. Alexander, the man with the gun! The man I’m being blackmailed into marrying!” She was crying at the time, and Jeff had the strangest sensation that she was being held at gunpoint, but still her words were very convincing. He knew that she was deeply in love with Alexander, and it shattered him. “Jeff?” Marnie lacked confidence for the first time in years. Would he remember her? “Mrs. Greene,” he said coldly. Remembering how she broke his heart was making him angry. “Oh, Jeff,” she continued. “I thought I’d never see you again.” “It seems that someone broke into your home by throwing a rock through this window, and when your husband came to investigate, the perp shot him,” Jeff said, trying to be professional. “Jeff, I don’t care about that,” Marnie said. “How have you been? What have you been doing the past twenty years? Are you still single? I may be a widow soon.” “I’m married with two children,” he said. Marnie fainted on the spot. ( “continued….” )

	2004.01.20  19.39 Episode 1 It was eleven o’clock on a Tuesday morning, and the maid had forgotten to bring Marnie Greene her martini. She frowned and tapped her foot impatiently. She really should fire this maid. This was the second time in three years that her pre-lunch drink had been forgotten: unacceptable. Marnie was almost desperate enough to cross the room and pour the drink herself when the maid rushed in and screamed, “Madam! Your husband has been shot!” “Haven’t you forgotten something?” Marnie asked, pointing towards her empty glass. “Your husband has been shot, ma’am,” the maid repeated. “There’s blood all over the living room!” Marnie flinched at the thought of her white carpeting soaked in Alexander’s blood. She quickly pushed the image out of her mind. After all, she could always put in new carpeting later. “I’m going to call the police,” the maid said, deciding that her mistress was in shock over her the attack on her husband. “The police,” Marnie mumbled, memories flooding over her. Jeff, the only man she had ever really loved, was a policeman now. He would be coming here. Jeff would be coming to her house. A glimmer of excitement passed through her, and it felt like electricity in her veins. “Yes!” she cried. “Call the police!” …. Jack Greene was on the perfect date with his perfect girlfriend, Lily Moss. Sadly, he didn’t feel as perfect as this perfect day would normally warrant. He looked at Lily. She was lovely in a little purple sweater and white skirt. She was slim and had long blonde hair that she was currently twirling between her fingers. Oh Lily, Jack thought. How I wish I could know what you’re thinking right now. Little did he know that Lily was contemplating getting highlights to make her lovely blonde hair even more lovely. A shrill noise interrupted the lovers’ date; it was Jack’s cell phone. “Hello?” Jack asked, obviously irritated at the interruption. “Jack? It’s your sister, Kayla. Jack… Dad’s been shot!” Jack quickly hung up the phone. He furrowed his brow. “Jack… Jack, darling, what’s wrong?” Lily asked. “Why would Kayla say, ‘It’s your sister, Kayla’? I only have one sister. Why couldn’t she just say ‘It’s Kayla’ or ‘It’s your sister’?” “Jack, you’re not making sense,” Lily said carefully. “My dad has been shot,” Jack informed her. “Oh Jack!” Lily cried, throwing her arms around him in comfort. She started to sniffle. Even though Alexander Greene had always seemed like a cold, manipulative, murderous, cutthroat businessman, Lily had always hoped to one day be his daughter-in-law. He being dead would certainly put a damper on that particular dream. …. Life had been tough for seventeen-year old Veronica Jones, mainly because life had been so easy for her twin sister, seventeen-year old Claire Jones. Though they were identical in almost every way, it was well known throughout the town of Autumn Falls that Claire was the prettier twin. She was also a wonderful figure skater, an A-student, and happened to be dating Sean O’Connell. Veronica hated skating and thought school was a bore, but Sean O’Connell was a different story. She wanted him, needed him, and had made it her goal in life to get him. She had no idea that Sean called her the Evil Twin behind her back, nor did she know that Claire always stood up for her. She hated Claire. “Hey Beautiful,” came a male voice behind her. For a moment she expected to see Sean standing there. “Oh. It’s you,” she said, seeing that it was only Ryan Rojo. “Make me the happiest guy in school, and come to the prom with me,” he said. “I’d rather die,” she replied flatly. “You’re adorable.” “I hate you.” “I’ll ask you again tomorrow,” Ryan said confidently and walked away. She sighed. Why did he keep asking? It seemed that he’d been asking her out every day for the past four years, which was actually the case. It was pathetic. “He really likes you,” Claire said, appearing out of nowhere. “Ahh! Don’t scare me like that,” Veronica screamed. “He’s cute,” Claire said. “Then why don’t you date him?” Veronica snapped. “I have Sean, silly,” Claire reminded her. “Maybe not for long,” Veronica said with a wicked smile. Luckily Claire did not hear her. “See you later, sis,” Claire said, giving Veronica’s shoulder a little squeeze. Veronica pulled away from her immediately. …. Kayla Greene stood in the hospital emergency room, waiting for more news about her father. She had not been surprised to find out that he had been shot. He had many, many enemies. She had been surprised to learn that her mother had spoken to the police, no, had begged to speak to Detective Jeff Jones. The old woman hadn’t even seemed to be under the influence at the time. “Ms. Greene?” Kayla looked up to see a young nurse. “Yes?” “Ms. Greene, your father is going to be fine,” the nurse said. “He wants to speak with you.” “Tell him I just left,” Kayla said, turning to go. “You—You don’t want to speak to him?” The nurse was clearly puzzled. “Make some excuse,” Kayla said, waving her away. “Weird family,” the nurse muttered under her breath. Kayla just smiled.