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Written by: Dallas Walsh | Originally Released: November 09, 2017
 

Episode Theme song: "Joshua" Simon Curtis
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Previously on One Day at a Time
- Frederick turned friends and family against him as all of his schemes came to light and they all seemingly had a grudge against him

4:30 pm

Frederick moves back to his desk to finish collecting his paperwork. After so many visitors today, he has realized that he doesn't want to stay at his office any longer. He's going to grab his paperwork and head back to his mansion; he knows that he may have to deal with more encounters with Lukas and Meggan there, but at least no one else from the city will be able to find him there. He still can't believe how many people are upset with him.

"I just want to get home," he whispers to himself. "I'll be safe there," he continues to tell himself as he knows that so many people have come and threatened him.

"You know what is interesting?" a voice announces to Frederick causing him to turn around and see Daisy standing in the doorway of his office. "I was just talking to my husband the other day about you."

Frederick looks at his daughter and wonders what she is talking about. "Daisy, darling, why were you talking to Vinny about me? I hope that you're coming around and we can try to have a relationship, as father and daughter."

Daisy chuckles back to him. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Why, Dad?" she asks, her voice full of sarcasm. "So, you could fill my head with lies that you believe to be true?"

"I've never lied to you," Frederick replies to her.

"Ha!" Daisy laughs back to him. "You knew that you were my father since the day I met you and you never said anything to me. You don't call that lying?"

"Daisy, that's different completely," Frederick protests to her. "Jemma and I, we have an agreement that we would never speak of what happened."

"You mean, you raping Jemma? That's what you didn't want everyone to find out!"

"I did not rape your mother," Frederick yells back at her. "You're so upset with me for my so called lies, but not Jemma for her lies? How's that fair?"

"Because I believe her," Daisy admits to him. "She is a victim of you and your violence!"

"I don't know what I have to do to make you realize that I'm not lying," he says to her as he moves closer to her.

"You stay away from me!" she yells back to him. "I shouldn't have come here today."

"Then why did you?"

"Because, Vinny and I were talking," she says, trying to calm herself down. "And, we both realized that you have to be stopped. You need to pay for your crimes!"

"And how exactly are you going to stop me? How do you want me to pay for my so-called crimes?" Frederick asks her, concerned about Daisy's state.

She shakes her head as a tear falls down her cheek. "I don't know yet, but believe me, I will find a way to make you pay for all of this. I will, if it's the last thing I do."

5:00 pm

Frederick walks over to pour himself another scotch, reeling from his visit with Daisy. All of his children now have come to visit him today and have threatened in him some way. He wishes he knew where he went wrong with them; all he has ever wanted to do was protect his loved ones, now they are all livid with him for doing just that.

He takes a sip of his scotch and turns around when he hears footsteps coming up the stairs to his office door. He braces himself, wondering who is next to visit him today. "Oh, Vinny," he says when he sees his new son in law arrive at his entry way. "I'm glad you're here. I just saw Daisy and I'm concerned about her."

"You're concerned about my wife?" Vinny asks him as he arches his eyebrow. "That's funny, considering you're the reason she's so upset in the first place. None of this would be happening if it wasn't for you."

"Not you too," Frederick replies to him quickly. "Everyone in this damn town seems to have a bone to pick with me today."

"Can you blame any of us?" Vinny asks him. "You raped a woman that ended up in a pregnancy and then you paid her into silence! You're not exactly a stand-up guy in all of this, Frederick."

"I'm so fucking tired of people telling me that I raped that woman," he yells back to him.

"Jemma isn't lying about that, and you know it," Vinny tells him. "You know, Frederick, I don't know how much you know about me."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"My family, they've done so pretty terrible things in the past," Vinny reveals to him. "I've always prided myself that I'm not like that, but when push comes to shove…"

Frederick looks him in the eyes as Vinny moves closer to him. "I can be pretty heartless," Vinny continues to tell him. "And, Daisy and I were just talking about how we could make you pay for all of this … so, I guess it's time for me to be heartless, huh?"

Frederick shakes his head. "I think you should leave," Frederick tells Vinny.

"Fine," Vinny smirks back to him. "Just remember what I said about being heartless. Because, I'm not going anywhere, not until this is settled."

5:30 pm

Frederick moves back to his bar to pour himself another scotch, feeling rocked to his core. Vinny's visit was the latest of visitors who have made him feel like he is in danger. Everyone seems to have it out for him and he is just hoping the scotch makes him feel better.

"You son of a bitch," Chris announces as he comes into Frederick's office and he grits his teeth at the doctor. "I know what you've done."

Frederick finishes his mouthful of scotch before he looks back at Chris. "Mr. Michaels," Frederick sneers back to his rival. "What do I owe this pleasure? Let me guess, you forgot to tie your shoe and you think that's my fault?"

"You think you're funny, don't you?" Chris says coming up to him. "You know what, you bastard, I'm going to make you pay for this."

"For what, exactly?"

"It's bad enough you brainwashed Andrew against Trenyce and I," Chris continues to yell at him. "But then you had the nerve to convince Meggan to send us on a wild goose chase while we are trying to find our biological child. Where do you get off?"

Frederick shakes his head. "You know what I call that? Karma," Frederick replies to him. "You know, for that sick plan you and Trenyce conducted against Savannah. Did you really think that you would never pay for that?"

"We all paid for that," Chris yells back to him. "As soon as Savannah learned the truth, we paid. I had real feelings for her and when I hurt her, I paid. Who are you to tell me that I didn't?"

"I was the only family that girl had," Frederick tells him. "If you hurt my family, you pay the consequences."

Chris comes up closer to him and grabs Frederick by the collar. "I could kill you," Chris whispers to him. "You're a disgusting human being and you shouldn't be on this earth anymore."

Frederick pushes Chris off him. "Get off me," Frederick blasts him. "Control yourself, Mr. Michaels, or maybe I should call the police and tell them how you want me dead?"

Chris laughs at him. "You know the funny thing, Freddy, I'm not the only one who wants you gone because that's the kind of asshole you are; you alienate everyone around you and you don't give a damn about it! But I'm here to tell you that it's over, I will make sure you don't hurt anyone ever again."

"Another threat?"

Chris shakes his head. "No, I'm tired of threats. It's time to take action."

6:00 pm

"I can't handle this anymore," Frederick whispers to himself, after Chris has left his office. "Everyone in this town thinks they are above the law. They all think they can just barge in here and make all these accusations and threats, well, I won't stand for it."

"You know talking to yourself is the first sign of someone going crazy," Trenyce announces to Frederick as she comes into his office.

Frederick looks up at Trenyce and shakes his head. "You know what, Trenyce," he snaps at her quickly. "I'm in no mood for another visitor today, I've already had my share of them today and I don't have the energy for another."

Trenyce shuts his office door. "Well, that's too bad," she replies to him. "Because, I'm not leaving. Not until you hear what I have to say."

"Very well," Frederick tells her. "But pour me a drink while I finish packing up, will you? And help yourself to one as well."

"I'll pass," she says back to him. "And you can get your own damn drink. I'm here because Meggan told Chris and I what you did."

"Ah yes," Frederick smirks to her. "Chris has already come here today and expressed his…disappointment, if you will, in me."

"Disappointment is an understatement," she replies to him. "How could you do that to us? How could you send us on false leads? Isn't bad enough that you've turned Andrew against us?"

"I did no such thing," he tells her. "Andrew is a young man with his own thoughts and feelings," Frederick to continues to tell her, as he recalls Andrew coming to his office earlier and also threatening him after he learned the truth about how Savannah died.

"You brainwashed him against us the same way you brainwashed Felicia!" she yells at him. "And the fact that you would try to sabotage us finding our real child, it's disgusting!"

"You aren't fit to be a mother, Trenyce," Frederick replies to her. "That much is evident."

Trenyce slaps him hard across the face. "You bastard," she yells at him. "How dare you!"

"How dare I? How dare you come into my office and strike me," Frederick sneers back to her. "Get out, and never come back!"

"Oh, I'll come back," Trenyce warns him. "And when I do, you'll get more than just a slap across the face. Beware, Frederick, this isn't the last of this. In fact, it's just the beginning of the end."

6:30 pm

Frederick walks back over to his bar and pours himself another drink. He realizes that this will be last one before he calls an Uber to head home to. He doesn't want to wait around in his office anymore because he is tired of all of the visitors from this town coming in and threatening him. He just didn't realize that he had so many enemies. He takes a long sip of his scotch and turns around. He sees Jemma standing in the doorway, which makes him jump because he didn't hear anyone come into his office.

"You scared me," he reveals to her before he takes another sip of his drink.

"Did I now?" she replies to him. "I think you outta be scared, because I'm not here to make nice with you."

"You and everyone else it seems," he says to her under his breath.

"Do you know what I've been through these last couple of weeks?" she asks him as she comes fully into his office. "I ain' livin' at the mansion anymore, Daisy asked me to move out and I didn' really have a choice in the matter."

"You always have a choice in life," Frederick tells her. "You could have stayed and made her understand what happened."

Jemma shakes her head quickly at him. "That's a damn lie," she whispers to him. "Sometimes, our choices are made for us. Just like that night all dem years ago," she continues to tell. "When you forced yourself on me."

"Oh not this crap again," he rolls his eyes at her.

"Just once," she says back to him, she tries to keep her voice from trembling. "I wanna hear you say the words to me. I wanna hear you admit that you raped me! Say it Frederick! Say it!"

Frederick takes a long sip of scotch before he looks back at her. He can see how serious she is but the way she is looking at him. "Say it Frederick!" she screams again at him.

"Fine!" he yells back at her. "I…did it okay? I was just so upset with my wife…I had my reasons!"

She walks up to him and slaps him hard across the face. "You son of a bitch!" she says as a tear falls down her cheek. "I hate you for what you did to me! And for what you've done to Miss Daisy! You…I could kill you, Frederick. That's how much I hate you!"

"Jemma, please calm down," he says as he goes to reach for her shoulders.

"Don' you dare touch me," she says pushing him back. "You ain' gonna ever get to hurt anyone, ever again, not when I'm through with you!"

"Jemma, please, just calm down."

"NO! You raped me," she screams. "I will make sure you never hurt anyone ever again. You mark my words, I will stop you!"

 
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