Episode 76 // Written by: Dallas Walsh
Episode Theme Song "Goodbye
my Lover" by James Blunt
Previously on One Day at
Scene One The Calimo Cabin
Natasha takes off her jacket and looks around the cabin. She has missed the cabin. She really hadn't spent much time here since her time when she regained her memory. Memories of her and Shane during that time quickly come flooding back to her. She gulps and scolds herself. "I'm here to save my relationship with Cory," she tells herself. Soon, however, something catches her eye; an envelope on the table. She walks over and picks it up.
"What on earth...?" she says as she opens the envelope. Her eyes quickly fill with tears as she sees the photos of Cory and Robin making love on the pool table at Wild Night.
"My god..." she gasps in absolute horror. She is unable to grasp what she is seeing. Pictures of Cory and Robin making love! When did this happen? How did this happen? She studies the photos closer and quickly realizes that they photos are at Wild Night, the same place she and Cory had their first wedding reception. Confused continues to fill her mind.
Suddenly Cory enters the cabin, his arms filled with freshly cut fire wood. He notices Natasha's eyes filled with tears and pauses his rout to the fireplace.
"Nat, what's going on?" he asks concerned.
"I could ask you the same thing," she replies holding up the photos of him and Robin as tears escape her eyes.
Cory walks over to the fireplace and sets the wood down. He opens the door to the fire place and places a log in. He finds some newspaper and crumples it up. His eyes scan the ground for the box of matches. His mind is still on starting the fire, he knows that it will buy him some time to come up with his answer to Natashas question.
Are you even going to give me an answer? Natasha asks horrified that Cory is seemingly avoiding the fact that she just caught him in bed with another woman.
No, but I dont want us to freeze either. We still need to have a fire, Cory states continuing to start the fire. Once the fire is going, he shuts the door and looks at Natasha. He can see that she is filled with anger and hurt. He honestly doesnt know what to tell her at this time without causing her more pain and hurt.
Im sorry, he says slowly. He looks at his wife and notices that Natasha is waiting for something more. He cant bring himself to say anything else at this moment.
Natasha turns her back to him devastated. When? she asks slowly, still trying to come to terms with his betrayal.
The Introspect photo shoot. After our argument that we had at the rehabilitation centre.
God, have I been stupid! she yells loudly. She turns to him and slaps him across the face. Cory puts his hand to his stinging cheek.
I guess I deserved that, he says calmly, rubbing his stinging red cheek.
You betrayed me! Do you think I should be smiling and happy right now? Natasha asks still jaded, but her voice calming down. I guess I shouldnt be surprised though.
"Yea, about as surprised as I am that you are saying you love Shane Glubbs. You want to talk about being hurt? How do you think I felt on New Year's Eve? I went into kiss you and you said you loved him. And you act like ... like you did nothing wrong, he resorts to yelling back at Natasha.
"I didn't mean to say that Cory ... it just slipped out," Natasha says trying to cover her tracks, her voice still loud and firm.
"But do you? Love Shane, I mean?" Cory asks her as his voice starts to calm, afraid of her answer.
Natasha looks up at her husband. Water fills her eyes. She turns her back to him and crosses her arms. She knows she has to say something, but no words seem to be able to form in her head. She can't let him go on thinking ... can she? She shakes her head to herself quickly.
Cory sighs. Whats happened to us Nat?
Natasha suddenly gets a tear in her eye that she can't control. It falls down her cheek. She feels like she cant breathe. Her heart is racing but not because she is excited but because she is scared of what is about to come next. She looks at Cory and tries to see the man she fell in love with.
I dont know. Everything is so complicated, she says sitting next to him on the sofa. He takes her hand and looks her in the eye. He moves in and softly kisses her on the lips. The kiss only lasts for a few seconds before he pulls away.
Youre so beautiful, he says closing his eyes and letting a single tear fall down his cheek. You know Ill always love you, right?
Natasha nods. We cant keep hurting each other like this.
So where do we go from here? he says as their water-filled eyes meet again.
Scene Two The Towers - Floor One; Kim, Jeff and Andys Apartment
Kim looks in her closet as she is going through the dresses as she is trying to decide what she should wear to Andys big dinner party. Her mind though is not on the fabrics on the hangers that she is going through; it is on the News report that she saw earlier of Jeff and Leah rallying outside the courthouse for the death penalty for Meggan. She is livid that he would go to such an extreme. She can understand his desire to want justice for Noahs death, but she fails to understand how far he and Leah are willing to go, especially given the fact that they know Meggan.
She slams her closet door shut having made no progress on the outfit selection. She glances at the clock knowing that she still has a few hours before the dinner is scheduled to begin. Before she can think any further she hears the front door close.
Kim? Jeffs voice calls out as he takes his shoes off.
In the bed room, she replies coldly, but loud enough for him to hear her.. She quickly reopens her closet and pretends to be looking through her items again. Jeff soon appears in the doorway.
Hey, he says coming and coming up behind her. He places his arms around her backside and hugs her from the back. Ive missed you. As he holds her, he can feel her coldness. He wishes they could go back in time to when they were truly happy together, but he knows its impossible; mostly because of his actions in trying to get justice for Noah, something he will not back down on.
Kim moves away from him. Did you?
Jeff immediately feels her chill. Tonight is Andys dinner, right? he asks quickly trying to change the subject.
Kim continues to look through her closet. Mmm-hmm.
Jeff sighs and gets frustrated. So what is it this time? What did I do that youre pissed off now?
Kim turns to him and looks him in the eye. Everyone saw what you were up to earlier today Jeff! What the hell are you thinking? A rally in front of the court house protesting the death penalty? Are you losing your mind?
Jeff sighs and sits on the bed. He places his hands over his face and begins to weep. He never wanted things to get so far out of hand between him and Kim. At one point, he was falling in love with her. And now, she can not even understand how he needs to have justice for his sons death.
Kim stops looking in her closet when she hears the sobs coming from Jeff. She turns and sees him crying into his hands. She sits next to him and slowly puts her arms around him.
Im sorry, she says comforting him. Im so sorry.
Jeff stops sobbing for a moment and looks up at her. I dont know what it is. I just I have this inner burning passion Kim. I need to get justice for Noah. Its its the only thing that is motivating me right now. I know you dont get it but I have to do it. I have to.
Kim holds Jeff tighter. Its okay Jeff. Itll be okay. The only problem is, Kim really doesnt know if itll be okay.
Scene Three Roboto Office Tower; Chris Office
Chris looks at his computer screen and continues to type his report on the latest sales figures for Roboto. His mind though is not on his work. He is thinking about his home life; trying to reconcile with Daisy and keeping Trenyce under some kind of control. He has little to no idea how to accomplish either of these things. On one hand, he thinks he should tell Daisy the truth about his affair with Trenyce. He knows that itll make things in his marriage worse though, as Daisy is already struggling with his affair with Danielle. On the other hand, if he continues to keep the secret, he is playing right into Trenyces plan. He knows one thing only: he is caught between a rock and a hard place.
He sighs heavily and leans back into his chair. If only he could go back and change time and history. He never would have gotten involved again with Danielle after Daisy exposed her for impersonating her. If only he would have communicated his sexual frustrations with his wife he may not be in this situation today.
He grabs a photo of himself, Trenyce and Daisy. He looks at Trenyce closely. If only he would have seen her for the lying, manipulative schemer that she is. This could have all been avoided. Still, some good has happened lately as he and Trenyce have seemingly made amends for the time being. He puts the photo down when he hears a knock on his door.
Come in, he answers, looking towards the door.
A man in a trench coat and black gloves enters his office carrying a large envelope. Chris Michaels? he asks as he approaches Chris desk.
Thats me. What can I do for you man? Chris asks standing up from his chair.
Consider yourself served, the man says as he passes Chris the envelope.
Scene Four The Calimo Mansion; Bob and Sofias Manor
The light from the large bay windows fills the parlour with a sunny, yet chilly feel to it as you can still see the snow and frost outside. Sofia sits in a wicker chair reading the newspaper and drinking a hot cup of tea. She loves her time in the parlour relaxing while Bob is still at the office. She considers it her down time of the day. A time for her to catch up on the news in the city and world. She takes another sip of her tea as she hears the quiet footsteps of Ramona, her trusty housekeeper, approaching the parlour door.
"Yes Ramona," Sofia says without looking up from the paper not truly wanting to be disturbed.
"I'm sorry to bother you Mrs. Calimo, but someone is here and she demanded to see you," Ramona says trying to keep from irritating Sofia.
"She demanded to see me?" Sofia asks surprised. "Who on earth would do such a thing?"
"I would," Robin says smiling as she enters the parlour. "Thank you Ramona, but I can take it from here."
Sofia nods to Ramona, giving her the indication to go. Once Ramona is out of sight, Sofia stands up. "How dare you barge into my home and upset my staff with rude and demanding behaviour!"
"Oh save it Sofia. You're far too old to have these kind of emotional outbursts," Robin replies almost gleefully.
"What do you want?" Sofia annoyingly questions her foe.
Robin sighs and sits down. "I thought you'd never ask!"
Sofia gulps and sits back down. She picks up her cup and takes another sip of her tea. She drinks it slowly, as she hopes it will calm her down. She knows this look on Robin's face. Smug, cocky ... she must know something, Sofia fears. 'Stay calm, stay calm,' she reminds herself over and over inside her head.
"I know something. Something you are desperate to keep quiet," Robin begins. "And I am willing to keep this between us girls ... as long as you do what I say."
Sofia glares at Robin. "You have a lot of nerve," she whispers. "How dare you! Who do you think you are!?"
Robin chuckles. "You're always so dramatic Sofia. It's simple. Do what I say or else ..."
"Or else what?" A flabbergasted Sofia shoots back. "What do you think you know about me?"
Robin hovers in closer to Sofia. She has secretly been waiting for this moment for a long time. The moment where she finally can get the upper hand on Sofia, the woman who has made her life hell. "I know your deepest, darkest secret," she grins. "I know that you're not Natasha's mother!"
Sofia gasps and leans back in her chair. She covers her mouth with her hand and fights back the tears in her eyes. "You don't know what you're talking about!"
"Don't I? I was outside Capers on New Year's Eve. I overheard you and Bob talking about some woman named Eva ... and that Eva is Natasha's real mother; not you."
Sofia stands up and walks over to the large window. She takes a couple of deep breathes. How can she get out of this? Think! Think! she tells herself. She refuses to let Robin get the upper hand in this. She just has to bid herself time until she can figure it all out.
"What do you want exactly?" Sofia asks calmly, making sure she doesnt turn to face Robin as to expose the fear written all over her face.
"Natasha looks up to you Sofia. So much. She has nothing but respect for you."
Sofia turns to Robin. "Of course she does! I'm her mother!"
Robin laughs. "Right. But she'll listen to you. Whatever you tell her, she'll listen with great pride."
Sofia doesn't disagree. Everything Robin is saying is true. "And your point is?"
"Tell her to break up with Cory. Tell her the relationship has run its course," Robin says looking down. Even though she has the upper hand, she still has a fear of Sofia. All that power and wealth that comes with being a Calimo. The more she thought about it at the Calimo cabin though, the more she realized that she had to use this information to try to get Cory back.
Sofia breaks out in laughter. "You did all this for Cory!? You poor pathetic woman!" Robin's eyes burn with Sofia's words. "Let me tell you something you little tramp. What you overheard was a miscommunication. Eva is my mother's name ... you over heard us say Grand mother. You think you know all this information, but you know nothing! And the best part? Not even I could break up Cory and Natasha! You know why? They just went up to the Calimo cabin today to get away and rebuild their relationship. They are probably have the most romantic time of their life right now."
Robin can't believe her ears. She knew what she heard on New Year's Eve. That seems to be secondary right now though. Cory is with Natasha at the cabin. She shuts her eyes and imagines a roaring fire and Cory and Natasha laying on a blanket in front of the flames ... making love.
"Now get the hell out of my house, or I'll throw you out," Sofia sternly advises Robin.
Robin slowly stands up, fighting tears in her eyes. She grabs her purse and quickly exits the parlour. Sofia covers her mouth and takes a deep breath. My God, she thinks to herself. That was close.
Scene Five -- The Michaels House; Chris, Daisy and Trenyce's Home
Trenyce and Daisy sit at the kitchen table eating a quick lunch that Daisy put together. Nothing special, just ham and cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Daisy has yet to say anything to Trenyce about her knowing that Trenyce slept with Chris, but she is finding it harder and hard to keep her cool with her niece. She feels betrayed and hurt. She is being strong, however, and not giving into to her hurt and depression. Filing for divorce was a good thing for Daisy. It look a load off her shoulders. She hasn't seen Chris yet, and she knows he probably should have received the papers today.
Trenyce takes another spoon of her soup. She looks at her Aunt. She has been feeling low since discovering her pregnancy. She hasn't told anyone yet, but she has a plan as to what she will do. She is so ashamed of herself for sleeping with Chris. Her prospects of being with a man for the first time are over. She used her virginity and she wasted it on some petty revenge. Now she's dealing with the consequences. She wishes there was some way to make everything right again, but she fears that she can not do it alone. More over, she is scared to tell Daisy the truth.
"Thanks for lunch," Trenyce says smiling over at Daisy.
"Sure. I was home from the office anyways, so we may as well eat together. That's what families do, right?"
Trenyce fakes a smile. "Right." She can't put her finger on it, but she senses that Daisy is different with her. She knows that Daisy couldnt possibly know about her and Chris could she?
"What's on your agenda today?" Daisy asks trying to change the subject.
Before Trenyce can reply, Chris comes into the kitchen, and drops an envelope on the table. "What the hell is this?" he yells at Daisy.
Daisy looks up at Chris and then moves her eyes to the envelope. "Oh, I see you were served today. Its about time. I filed last week.
Trenyce leans back and gets a slight smirk on her face. While she feels bad for hurting Daisy, she loves that Chris is getting exactly what he deserves.
"Divorce papers? Really Daisy? I thought that we were ..."
"What?" Daisy counters by standing up. "Going to work things out? You're a cheating bastard Chris! I never, ever want to be with you in any kind of marriage again!"
Chris looks over at Trenyce and sees her smug grin on her face. "Save it Trenyce."
"I didn't say anything," Trenyce counters, trying to defend herself even though she knows that Chris means business.
"Leave her out of this Chris. She's not the one that screwed up our marriage. You know what's sad? I actually loved you at some point. To think of the hell I've gone through the last few months. This was the easy part. Getting the ball rolling on the divorce was the best thing I've ever done, Daisy spits at Chris, anger fills her eyes.
Chris sighs and sits down at the table. He tries to catch his breath. This is all happening so quickly. The divorce; the fighting. He hates all of it. All of it, but he has no one to blame but himself.
"I'm sorry," he says calmly. "I don't want to fight with you. I ... I want to make this be as easy as possible for you. What if we got counselling or something?
Daisy rolls her eyes. "Its too late for that Chris. I cant trust you anymore. I want a divorce. We both have a good income. Neither one of us needs each other's money. We can split what we have and go on our ways."
Chris looks up shocked that Daisy has it all figured out. "Easy as that, huh?" Daisy doesn't respond sending more nerves into Chris. He wants some kind of reaction from her. "What about the house?"
Daisy looks over at the table. She sees Chris and Trenyce sitting almost next to each other. "Keep it. I'm moving out," Daisy says confidently. "My realtor is looking into a condo at the Towers."
Trenyce suddenly feels a lump in the back of her throat. If Daisy moves out, she'll be left alone with Chris, something she does not want. Even though she knows she has the upper hand with Chris, she doesnt want to go through the stress with the baby of always looking over her shoulder with Chris. "Wait ... I don't want to be left alone with Chris," she says desperately to her Aunt.
Daisy laughs at Trenyces outburst. "Why not? Look Trenyce, you've made your bed, it's time you lay in it." Daisy then looks at the clock. "My lunch is over. I have a 2:00 meeting at City Hall. I'll see you guys at the dinner party later, right?" She doesn't give them a chance to respond as she quickly takes off. Outside, she takes a deep breathe. "That went better than I thought," she smiles to herself. She likes this new found independence ... even if she fakes the strength sometimes. Part of her hates that she had to be so cold to Trenyce, but she couldnt continue to support her niece in that fashion.
Back inside, Chris looks at Trenyce and grins. "Looks like your stuck with me."
Trenyce rolls her eyes. "She doesn't know, does she?"
"Chris! Come on, not now. This is no time for games. Does Daisy know that we slept together?"
Chris laughs. "You're saying it's no time for games? That's rich!"
Trenyce groans. "Eh, this is pointless." she takes a moment and collects herself. "No, it's impossible. She can't know. She can't know."
Meanwhile, in an office town in downtown Detroit a man sits at his desk. He is looking at his laptop. He clicks the mouse and sees his flight reservation. "One way to Twin Peaks," he says to himself. Next to his laptop is the photo of Danielle and Trenyce at Christmas time. He smiles to himself as he looks at the reservation one more time.
Scene Six -- Dominick's Condo
Dominick opens the door to the condo and drops his bag. He's been out all morning running errands and making business calls. If things were not so heated right now in Twin Peaks, he knows he would probably be on a flight to NYC. He looks around the condo and sees no sign of life.
"Eva?" he calls out to his housemate. He feels bad as he hasn't had much time to talk to her since New Year's Eve. The few times he has spoken to her, she has been very quiet and not revealed much of anything.
"Dom, is that you?" a voice calls back from the upper level.
"Honey, I'm home!" he grins as he sees her at the top of the stairs. As usual, she has a cigarette in her mouth. While it annoys him that she's smoking in his place, he hasn't said anything about it to her. He wants her to be as comfortable as possible so she can hopefully open up about her secrets.
"Come upstairs," she grins, her long blonde hair neatly combed. Eva looks down at Dominick. She really isnt sure about why she felt the urge to come to Twin Peaks with him, other than a rich, good looking man was paying attention to her.
He reaches the top and she puts her arms around him and kisses him. "Yes, you are home ... why don't we really get to know each other?" she winks at him.
Dominick grins and smiles. "This is a change of pace," he says kissing her back. "But let me get one thing straight ... I'm not here to sleep with you."
Rejected, Eva pulls away and moves into the guest bedroom. She sits on the bed. "Why did you want me to come here then?"
Dominick smiles. "It's about the Calimo's ... like I told you. I want to know what they have on you, or what you have on them. I know the way you feel about Bob. Together, we can both get what we want."
Eva looks at him. She is so uncertain of so many things, including trusting Dominick. She scolds herself every day for leaving the life in Amsterdam and coming to Twin Peaks. But something about Bob Calimo drives her crazy like nothing else. She would love to have Bob back in her life, but she knows that she can not reveal her secrets; she doesnt know what Bob would do to her if she revealed the truth. She knows the agreement: money for silence. For years, the agreement has been intact.
"I need some time alone," she says to Dominick. He sighs and leaves the room, wondering if Eva will ever really open up or if this is all a waste of time. Outside her door, he thinks about how he can get her to truly open up. He doesnt want to have come this close to have everything completely fall apart.
Scene Seven -- Robobo Office Tower; Bob's Office
Bob slams the phone down in anger. His latest business deal is slowly slipping through his fingers and he hates when things do not go his way. He knows that he will work extra hard with the distributors. If he acts quickly he can still save this deal, he thinks. His thoughts about his next phone call are interrupted by his office door slamming shut.
"We may have a problem," Sofia says throwing her purse onto the large black leather sofa and arching her eyebrow.
Bob looks over at his wife unamused. "What is it now dear? You know that I'm very busy."
"Robin Navy paid me a little visit today and tried to blackmail me with the news that Eva is Natasha's mother."
"What!?" Bob says angrily standing up. "How the hell did she find out?"
"That's not important. What is important is that I covered. I lied. But we need to make sure this doesn't get out. I think I got through to her, but Bob ... we need to be more careful."
"You're damn straight we do, Bob confirms with his wife. He will not allow his secret to come out now, not after all these years of being hidden. What did you tell her exactly? We need to get our stories straight.
Sofia looks up at her husband. While she hates that he is so upset right now, she loves seeing him like this. Anger, powerful, determined thats the Bob Calimo that she fell in love with years ago. I told her that Eva was my mothers name and that she overheard us saying Eva was Natashas grand mother.
Bob is impressed with Sofia. He doesnt want to show a softer side right now though because he knows how important it is to maintain this secret. Well done. Now to take care of Robin Navy.
Fire her Bob. This isnt the first time that woman has caused us problems, Sofia reports to him.
Thats not the answer. We need to have a talk with our daughter and her husband. Robin Navy must have some reason that she is holding on to hope to get Cory back. If Natasha and Cory would stop having problems, Robin wouldnt have a leg to stand on.
Scene Eight -- The Calimo Cabin
Cory and Natasha sit next to each other on the sofa. On the coffee table in front of them is a bottle of wine, that's half empty. The fire is blazing in front of them.
"So, are you ready?" Cory asks looking at her. He doesn't know what to expect. They agreed to take some time to regain themselves before having an 'honest discussion'. On one hand Cory is nervous to have this discussion with Natasha. A discussion where they are nothing but honest with each other. He knows that the truth about Robin will come out, and he isnt sure of what to expect from Natashas reaction and her admissions about Shane.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Natasha smiles back to him. She too is scared. What is left unsaid scares her the most. But soon, everything will be out in the open. At least she hopes it will be. More than anything, she is unsure of her future.
"Okay. I guess you can go first," Cory smirks not wanting to go first.
Natasha sighs and takes a deep breathe. She takes a drink of her red wine and the envelope with the photos of Cory and Robin catch her eye. "Okay. I will go first. These pictures of you and Robin. It only happened once?"
Cory nods. "Only one time. It was the 'Introspect' photo shoot, right after we had that argument."
"Do you still love her?" Natasha's heart freezes when she realizes the question she just asked. She notices Cory not moving. He must be thinking she concludes. She grabs his hand and smiles. "It's okay. Honest discussion, remember? We can't go on like this."
Cory sighs and smiles. "I know. Its just hard, you know? Natasha doesnt respond. Yes, I love her. Ive never stopped loving her. Im sorry Nat, I I dont know whats wrong with me.
Natasha's eyes fill with tears. The words that Cory said to her sting, but she's glad that he was able to be honest with her.
"I'm sorry Nat..."
"No, no, no! None of that. We are being honest. We're not going to apologize for our feelings, okay?"
"Okay. What about you? On New Year's Eve you said 'I love you Shane'. Do you love him?"
A tear falls from Natasha's eye and runs down her cheek. She quickly wipes it away. "It only happened a few months ago. When I realized that I love him, I mean. But to answer the question...yes, I love him."
Cory sighs. Natasha grabs his hand. "I don't want to hurt you anymore," she says crying. "I love you too much to hurt you."
"I know Nat. I feel the same way. I just feel like...we've..."
"Changed?" she finishes his sentence.
"Yea," Cory agrees with her. "I don't know where or how, but some where along the way we lost each other."
Natasha wipes her face again. "I know. I'm sorry. We fought til the bitter end though."
Cory looks at her. "So ... that's it?"
Natasha stops crying for a moment. Her heart feels a sense of relief. "We both love other people."
"I do love you Nat," Cory says defending himself. Never forget that.
"I know. And I love you. But our love has grown apart. We love each other like ...."
"Friends?" Cory finishes her sentence this time.
"Exactly. For so long you've been my best friend. Of course I care for you. I always will."
Cory moves in and hugs Natasha. "I could hug you forever," he whispers.
"But then you'd miss out on hugging Robin," she says exiting the embrace. "It's okay. We need to realize that this, us, isn't going to work anymore."
Cory smiles, for the first time in awhile. "I know youre right, but it doesnt make this any less painful.
I know. I love you Cory. I always will. Friends?
Always Nat. Always, he says back to her.
Do me a favor? Natasha asks through her tears.
Cory looks at Natasha, "Anything."
"Hold me, one last time tonight as we finish this wine?"
Cory smiles as he moves to put his arm around her. "I'd love too, Nat."
He learns forward and pours their glasses full with the red wine. He passes her the wine glass as he puts his arm around her. She snuggles into him. They sit in silence, their bodies moulding into one as they let the tears flow from their eyes, as they watch the fire and drink wine; both at peace with the hurtful decision to go separate ways.
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