(Reilly is walking on the sandy beach lifty rocks to see what's under it.)

I'm looking for Tommy Langan. Nobody can't seem to find him.


confessed by Reilly at 11:58 PM

[Smiles and wipes a flour smudge off her nose], Ah Marlena why'd you have to send Sami away—I wanted to hear all about Kate's recent misfortune. [Letting out a loud slightly hysterical laugh, she covers her mouth.] Oh I'm sorry... [Quirking her brow], no I'm not.

Oh well, enough about Kate. [Grins], Let's talk about Shane instead--he may very well be his own little piece of gentlemanly Heaven...and that voice, I think I could listen to him talk for hours. Seriously, though, should I be concerned about Kim. True I've been spirited away for almost two years now—HOPE! And I'm certainly not averse to a little human companionship, but I don't want to step on any toes. I was under the impression that Kim was happily married to that producer guy...oh what's his name—Philip.

[Following Marlena's eyes and chuckling], And just what do you see on that platter Marlena? [Sighs], Please just promise me that you won't forget what he and Nancy did to my Michael. Sure, he's very attractive and can be quite charming, but at heart he's a snake slithering in the grass. He's only out for number one.

[Shifting uncomfortably], Shh! Did you hear something? I thought I heard Belle...[Speaking rather loudly], Where's Brady? [Peaking in the tent to find Belle asleep, Marlena shrugs.] So have you seen John yet? [Looking on expectantly], I know your missing him...I saw the way you eyes glazed over when we were getting the fruit out to camouflage my less than spectacular donuts...Oh there's Jennifer. I think I'll go check on her. [Standing to dust herself off, she turns back to Marlena], You know, Honey, rules are made to be broken...I'll watch Belle if you want to say take a little walk, stretch your legs, put your mind at rest, [smiles knowingly] get a little exercise.

confessed by Laura at 11:25 PM

Baby Belle's Confession

Hi Bob, you want some candy? No? Bwady gave it to me. The last time I got candy, I ended up in the hospital. Besides, Mommy told me not to eat candy from Kwisten or Bwady. Bwady is weird now, but what' wrong with Kwisten? She has alway been nice to me. I saw more of her than Mommy. But, I saw more of Chelsea than anyone. Maybe that's why Bwady is so mean to Mommy, because she fired Chelsea. Me and Chelsea were always his only friends. And for some weason this Woman guy keeps cooing me sayng I should have been his baby. Oh and Aunt Laura keeps asking me if I need advice. Maybe not advice but the way my life has been, that bag of drugs sounds pretty good. Maybe that's why future me is so damn perky.
confessed by Baby Belle Black at 11:05 PM

(Crawls out of tent , stretching, and spies Bob, camera focused)

[sheepishly] Ok, so you caught me taking a nap...sue me. It was rather difficult getting any rest last night, considering Kristen talks in her sleep. My goodness that girl has some issues! [Bob nods his head vigorously] Speaking of issues, have you seen my brother? [Bob looks thoughtful before answering, "no"] You haven't seen him? I think he is avoiding me, and we definitely need to talk!

[Suddenly catching the scent of burnt donuts, Kim follows it and finds Laura, Marlena and Baby Belle]

Hi Laura, I was glad to see that Jennifer made it here safe and sound, though she seems a little upset....[her voice trails off as she reaches to hug Baby Belle, who is happily tearing up weeds and throwing them on her mother's lap] And don't worry about sticking me with Kristen, I've dealt with worse than her before. I am just thankful that it wasn't Brady....[speaking tentatively] Marlena, just what is WRONG with that child anyways? I've had the step-parenting issues in my own house between Phillip and the children, but what I've seen with that boy just takes the cake...[she stops, contemplating the word 'cake', and laughs, seeing the donut fryer with its ruined remains smoldering inside.]








confessed by Kimberly Brady at 10:58 PM

(Brady sees Marlena and Laura sitting by their tent, chatting about whatever shrinks chat about, as they guard the tent where Belle is sleeping. He quietly sneaks around to the back and lifts up the rear flap.)

Pssst. Wake up Beeeellllle. It's me, your brother Brady. Shhhhh! Don't let anyone hear you. Look, I have candy for you. No, it isn't bad candy. That was Dad's wacko girlfriend Kristen who did that. Huh, what's wrong? Did your Mommy tell you not to talk to me? That BITCH! I mean, ow, I have an itch. It's OK Belle don't cry. Here, have some candy. You know, when you get big, we're gonna be best friends. No it isn't weird. Huh, you want me to tell you a bedtime story? OK.....

Once upon a time, there was a little boy who had a mommy and a daddy. His mommy went to heaven because his Daddy's jealous ex-wife killed her by making her get cancer. So his daddy slept with this blond bimbo who happened to be married to a clueless cop. The bimbo got pregnant and didn't know who the baby belonged to. When the truth came out that the baby was her lover's and not her husband's, the town saw her for the tramp she really was. But soon everyone forgave her when the devil came and tried to take her home. The boy's daddy made an error in judgement and temporarily saved her from Hell.

She then somehow tricked the little boy's father into let the little boy live with her. While the father was sleeping around town, the bitch was making the poor little boy scrub the toilets with a toothbrush. He ate only bread and water...hey Belle, you asleep already? I didn't even get to the good part where the evil stepmother threw away the little boy's porno magazines....oh well.....(whispers as he gently strokes her hair) ya know what Belle, you're a lucky little girl. Your Daddy and Mommy love you...they used to love me too...I remember.....(Brady hears a noise and runs out without his canes)

(In a loud whisper) Bob, WTF are you doing here? Shut that thing off! If you EVER let anyone hear that last part, I'll make you PAY! And I do too need my canes!

GET LOST!

(Brady retrieves his canes and lunges toward his tent.)


confessed by Brady Black at 10:37 PM

Firewood! He went to collect firewood! Isn't he just the sweetest? [Stares off after Craig who's bending over to collect a fallen branch and then turns around to find Laura looking at her.] What!? Laura, just cause I'm married doesn't mean I don't notice what's on the platter.

[Stops short as Sami comes crashing through the undergrowth blathering about Kate and Tom's boobs.]

Sami? Sami, honey I think you're supposed to be over on the beach with the other team. [Turning Sami westwards, she gives her a gentle shove and turns back to Laura, rolling her eyes.] Love her dearly, but John brought her up too y'know?
confessed by Marlena at 10:35 PM

(The peace and relative quiet is suddenly broken by angrily muttered curses, crashing underbrush and a glimpse of short shorts, a baby doll tank top and Fireball Red lipstick on a female form. Suddenly the owner of the mouth appears and it's. . .

Austin?? Austin?? Will?? (pauses to glance around) Mom? What the heck are you doing out here? And do you know where I can find that bitch Kate? She told me Austin picked up Will and they were headed this way and the next thing I know some jerk grabs me, throws me in a boat, strips me nearly naked and. . .oh my gosh! (laughing nervously) my boobs are actually still in my shirt! Silly me! Oh well. . .ewww! It's Nancy! And Susan Banks?? Man, I guess I picked the wrong day to stop doing those drugs Tom gave. . .oops. (she wanders around, dazed, but slowly beginning to figure the whole scene out)
confessed by Woo Hoo at 10:18 PM

Laura, do I detect a little interest that exceeds the professional in Mr. Donovan? [Grins with a twinkle in her eye] He is rather scrumptious, isn't he? [Looks around to make sure no-one else is close] Just watch out for Kimberly. She hasn't shown too much interest in her ex so far, but she can be a little... uh, unpredictable at times.

And I really don't know about Roman. He hasn't come back yet. Of course how we are supposed to cook fish without a fire is anyone's guess. [Takes a sip of her tea and watches Laura slop some batter into the donut fryer.] Honey, watch that, you don't want to burn yourself. Of course I think it was just pure genius of you to plug it into the virtual reality goggles. What else are we going to use them for anyway?

confessed by Marlena at 10:06 PM

(Returning from his shower and his encounter with Kristen, Craig looks around for Marlena and spies her sitting on a nearby log. Smiling he walks slowly over to where she is. Dressed in black cargo shorts and a white shirt unbuttoned.)

Hi, Marlena. (smiling sweetly) Wow, I've never seen you in blue jeans before. (Craig sits at the other end of the log, admiring Marlena's form. Liking her hair up a ponytail.) You should wear them more often. ( Marlena smiles and thanks Craig for the compliment.) I ran into someone named Kristen DiMera while I was in the shower, she was looking for John. Is she a friend of yours? Strange woman. (Craig shakes his head.) I must say it is certainly nice to have a break from Nancy, she is dead set against the counselling you suggested. I don't know what to do, I am at my rope's end with her. I just saw your stepson griping to Bob the cameraman a little while ago, what a jerk! He's worse than Chloe. If he were my son, I would straighten him out, a few good rounds of Father Knows Best and he'd be back on track. (Craig checks himself.) Sorry Marlena, I didn't mean to say that out loud. I know you love him, even though he makes it hard, I'm sure. Well, if you ever need to talk, know that I am always here for you. (Craig, smiling sweetly at Marlena.) Well, I am going to gather firewood before it starts getting dark.
confessed by Craig Wesley at 9:42 PM

[Handing Marlena a cup], Here honey, have some tea. Now why would someone bother to lie about something as petty as coffee? A simple, “I can’t help you” would have sufficed. [Letting out an annoyed huff]...Still, it was such a relief to finally see Jennifer, but I guess I don’t have to tell you that—you’re a mother; you know how it is. [Smiling], And watching little Belle was a delight; you definitely got the less pleasant task in the bargain. I don’t know; maybe I should try my hand at donut making before we starve…what’d ya think? [Smirking], Am I happy homemaker material? [Seeing a look of doubt, both start to laugh.]

[Beginning to riffle through supplies looking for the donut fryer and mix], So Roman hasn’t been acting very Roman-like, huh? You know I could be wrong, but from what Shane said I got the distinct impression that this Roman thing goes way back. [Looking up out of the corner of her eye and grinning], I wish I could talk to him again. I mean if [shifting her eyes in Roman’s direction] that’s not Roman, then why is Shane here on the island and not in Salem? Something just isn’t quite adding up. But I guess we’ll have plenty of time to figure this out later. Aha! [Holding up the donut mix], Feeling adventurous? Now it’s time to try my hand at donut making…[Tearing the bag open in a floury cloud], Damn! I knew I should have paid more attention to Alice!

confessed by Laura at 9:32 PM

[Holding Baby Belle on her lap and ruffling her hair], It’s okay sweetie—Mommy will be back very soon. [Smiling], You know she was so happy to see you again…you’ve put the twinkle back in Mommy’s eyes. I just wonder where you’ve been keeping yourself? [With a slight grimace], As if I really needed to ask! Thanks to your aunt Hope, I understand all about attic life. But don’t you worry honey; now that you’re back with your Mommy, she’s not going to let anything happen to you. And if she’s not around and you need help, well then you just come ask me, or Jennifer or even your aunt Kim. [Furrowing her brow], But Belle, baby, you must remember not to become what that nasty old Tom Langan has tried to make you. Use your attic time wisely—avoid repeated fingernail painting in enclosed spaces and fried brain cells from habitual cellphone usage. Also cut back on your mirror time while you still can—[chuckling] it’s addictive you know? [Getting a far away look in her eye], You are such a beautiful little girl, just like my Jennifer was at your age. [Re-adjusting and sitting up straight], genetics have been more than generous with your appearance Belle, so why not cultivate other areas—read from time to time. Most important, though, [points in the direction of Brady] see that boy over there? [Belle shyly nods.]…Whatever you do, don’t ever listen to him. He is a very sick young man and his ranting will rot your brain. I know this is a lot to take in all at once, but trust me, Sweetie, one day you’ll understand.


confessed by Laura at 8:32 PM

SECOND PART (cause it's so freaking long and computer is cranky!) OF CONFESSIONAL FOR HOPELESS


Now dears, I trust none of you believed the rantings of that lunatic Laura! Oh, she was *quite* the looker in her day. Men were mad for her (lowers her voice into a whisper) But ever as mad as John was for his Gina! (resumes funky sounding voice) *ahem* Anyway, Laura is not the same person who married my uncles. That is something, after all, that I never did. I never did marry brothers! Of course, John was like Bo's brother. I digress. I would not hurt a fly. Oh no, not I! Why ask my dahling son Shawn D. He knows I never see him enough to think of hurting anyone. I only care about myself! (startled she realizes what she just said and attempts to cover up her true selfish nature) I mean, I love my aunt Laura and would never ever hurt her. I would welcome her into my home with open arms. But you know she's just not been quite right dahlings since KrISTAN and that troll brother of hers, Peter, got their claws into her.

I see KriSTAN has returned and her stupid silly twin. Sheez, at least when I have a twin she's daring, campy, beautiful, smart and sophiscated. Why quite Brilliant!

Anyhoo, I shall look quite forward to zee wee wittle games. They shall be quite charming. And (leaning in for a conspiratorial whisper) I see that I have fooled KriSTAN and so many others. They are convinced I love Bo and he's only the one for me. And they think I am really pursuing John. Now, admittedly he was quite the dish at one time. Ooooh la la, that chest! (Hope less fans herself with her fork) But no my dahling, there is only one person who has aged well on this island. Besides myself of course (she titters) I have a great plan. See, someone else has caught my eye. It's really been building for a long time. I cannot say when the feelings first began. Oh, I had an inkling on my wedding day. (nods her head up and down very hard, her voice rising with passion) Yes, I did!
I cannot say when I really realized this. But you know Bob, women must stick together! I think women can offer true love that men never can understand. I intend to use this time to get to know my true soulmate better. I can blame the liberating experience on the stress of the island and the games, oh the games! Ms Brilliance shall emerged and she shall not be denied!

(almost screaming now)

Yes, Bob, I will have her! I will do whatever it takes to get MARLEEEENA!


confessed by Hope Less at 8:17 PM

<b> FIRST CONFESSION HOPE LESS </b>

(Hope Less glides to the camera. She leans in offering a fake, plastic toothy smile. She primps her hair and touches her tiara to make sure it's setting atop her shiny black curls properly)

Better late than never eh?

Ohhh dahling, do I not just have the perfect face for a camera? I am so glad I can let my hair down again. My experience as Ms Brilliant was truly a life-changing one. (aimlessly twirls her fork toward the camera) I realized just how boring and unfulfilled my life was. Hope Williams had a life more boring than June Cleaver. Speaking of which, why did you silly people call me Hope Brady in my profile? I am Hope Williams. (her hoity-toity Boston sounding accent rises to a shrill tone) He dumped me. That grease-monkey fake leather jacket cop dumped me and divorced me over that leopard-printed THANG just because SHE had real boobs and I was forced to wear push-up bras!

(Startled at the ferocity of her voice, she sits back in silence and struggles to regain her composure). Forgive me dahling. *ahem* (Hope Less flashes her over bright white teeth). Let me just say how happy I am to return to Smith Island without HIM AND HER AGAIN. This shall be a fun little adventure, like one I have not had since Lugano. I do think that one will end up more fun. I got to play dress up there and prance around like a mermaid out of water. Oh what fun fun fun Mrs. Faversham and I had. We were wined and dined by the smartest, best dressed, most connected people from Europe.

And no Beelee and Bo. Beelee Beelee Beelee. I *hate* her. I cannot believe my good fortune to return to Smith Island and neither of them are here. Thank you Steffy! This island has been cursed for me and now I can finally again make good memories. And good memories I shall make. Yes, I shall!




confessed by Hope Less at 8:16 PM

Laura honey, I'm so glad to see Jennifer arrived safely. You must be awfully relieved. Can I bother you for a cup of tea? I'm dying of thirst. Roman and I went to see if we could catch some fish for dinner, but no joy so far. I came back to check on Belle, thanks for looking after her. [Looking around] Still no tenth member of our team? Hmmmm... And where has Kristen gotten to? I don't intend to turn my back on that woman for five seconds. [Looks slightly guilty] I'm sorry Kim, but *someone* has to share a tent with her and since Brady... well, do you have any bright ideas?

Oh, I ran across Miss BadAss too. She and Bob had *coffee* in that tent. She tells me we have to think about naming our tribe. I told her that once we actually got a fire going and some food in our stomachs, *then* maybe we could talk about what to call ourselves. [Eyes suddenly fill with tears] I'm sorry, I'm just missing John terribly. I keep thinking if he were on our team, at the very least we'd have a fire by now. [Wipes her eyes with the back of her hand] I would have thought that Roman could have gotten one started, he's so used to camping but... [Sighs softly] I'm starting to wonder if Shane's not right you know. Aside from spending a lot of time staring at me sadly, which is starting to freak me out a little, "Roman" actually hasn't said a whole lot to convince me that he is Roman. And the inability to start a fire or catch a fish really has me concerned….
confessed by Marlena at 7:54 PM

[Smiling], Oh Jennifer, thank goodness you’ve arrived. I was trying not to worry. Trouble with Jack, huh? [Sighs], Well maybe some distance and time apart will give you a new perspective on the situation. [Reaching to tuck Jennifer's hair behind her ear], But remember, Darling, whatever happens I’m here for you. I’ve missed you something awful. [Smiling softly], I’m just so glad you’re finally here. I’ve been trying to reach you ever since I heard you’d gotten back in town, but I just could never seem to get free—HOPE! [Shaking her head], But never mind about all that…tell me how you’ve been, how’s Abby? I just can’t get over how wonderfully you look...Well, I guess we better start getting ready for the first challenge.

[Leaning in closer], Oh and, Sweetie, if it wouldn’t be too much trouble, do you think that you could convince Bo and Hope to let me out of attic long enough to spend Christmas with the family this year?

confessed by Laura at 6:51 PM

[Marlena lifts baby Belle onto her lap and hugs her closely] Belle honey, now you know I always told you that you should never talk to strange men? [Baby Belle nods all wide-eyed] Well good, because that includes your big brother okay? No, [shakes her head] , not the Brady you remember honey, but that boy over there on the crutches. Yes that's right the one that looks as though some shoved one of his crutches somewhere unmentionable. [Sighs and strokes Belle's hair as Belle whispers something.] I know honey, I miss that Brady too. He was just adorable. [Marlena looks at baby Belle, her face serious] I mean it sweetie girl, if he wants to take you anywhere, I want you to come and tell me okay? And that goes for Kristen too, *especially* if either of them give you candy. Do you understand? [Baby Belle nods again and Marlena smiles lovingly.] That's my girl.
confessed by Marlena at 6:09 PM

Post from the Host

(standing in the mess tent, watching Bob drink fresh coffee by the gallon - checks her watch and sighs heavily)

You know, Bob, I'm beginning to worry. I mean, we knew Sami Brady was going to be late...(Bob mutters, looks at her confused)...Oh, I don't know. Something about having to get out from between a couple of guys. You know these Salem 20-somethings. All hormones. (Bob grunts his agreement - she checks her watch again)

But I have no clue what has happened to...(refers to clipboard with notes scribbled all over)...Tom Langan, Samantha Evans, Hope Brady. (shudders) No, I do *not* want that image. (whaps self repeatedly in head with clipboard) No, no, no, no, NO!

(filling up another cup, Bob looks at her like he thinks she may be psychotic - she laughs nervously) I'm okay - really. I think I've had too much of that coffee. Then there were the sodas earlier. And the Krispy Kremes we had delivered. (Bob mutters with a half-grin on his face - she whaps him with the clipboard) I am *not* spreading. Stop that. Go...go drool over Marlena or Laura or someone. Or go use that girl-dar of yours and find Hope and Samantha. (Bob turns and starts to walk out) Oh, and Bob? If you happen to stumble across a guy who looks like that dead dude from Weekend at Bernies, confiscate the crack and drag him back here, will ya? That would be our third missing party.
confessed by Your Host, The Big BadAss at 5:44 PM

i>(Seeing Bob with the camera) Aww, what the hell? Here's another confessional...

John WILL be mine. One way or another he will be with me. I don't care what I have to do or who I have to step on in my way, John will be mine. Plan B is in motion and this camp will never be the same. Belle is going to be a problem in my quest, so she'll obviously have to be dealt with. Hope could potentially cause trouble as well...but how I haven't figured out yet. Either she'll be the great friend and try to help her friend Marlena or she will use this time to move in on John herself. No matter which way you look at it, she is in my way and will also have to be dealt with.

In the meantime, WHY is John chopping wood with his bare hand while he is thinking about Marlena? What the hell does THAT MEAN? Is it something that happened while I was dead? (Bob is shaking his head up and down laughing) Well??? What is it? (Bob suddenly stops and then puts his eye behind the viewfinder again) To hell with you then!!!

(storms off)

confessed by Isabella Black at 5:18 PM

(running around camp scanning the horizon for John)

John!!! John!!! Damnit, where IS he? (suddenly a strange noise is coming from a short distance away) John? (slowly walking towards a clearing where John is chopping wood with his bare hand)

John! It's you! I'm so glad I finally found you, Darling! It's been so long! (running towards John with arms wide open) John? WHAT on EARTH are you DOING? (John is still in a trance-like state as he continues to chop the wood. His hand is getting bloody and yet he doesn't seem to even notice) John? Honey, stop doing that you are hurting yourself. JOHN!!! Don't you HEAR ME? It's the love of your life! The most important woman ever to have come into your life! (John's eyebrow raises as he stops briefly and gets a faint smile on his face. While still looking down he whispers "Marlena?")

NO DUMMY! It's ME Isabella! I'M the love of your life not HER. (John looks up into Isabella's eyes then frowns as if disappointed. "You're not my Marlena." he says as he starts chopping again) UGH!!!!!!!!!!!! I THOUGHT you'd be happy to see me, but I guess I was wrong. (starting to cry a little) I guess I'll just have to put into motion Plan B. Then you'll be MINE....ONE way or another. (walking away from John and turning to look at him again. John has stopped chopping and is now sweaty and resting his chin on his hands as it looks as if he is daydreaming about something) What is he thinking about? It'd better not be Marlena. (Just then Belle comes running up to her dad as Isabella rushes away)
confessed by Isabella Black at 5:16 PM

I'm here mom!

Sorry I'm late, I had to lose Jack - I thought I saw him hiding in the trees.

This place is way too familiar - I thought I saw a hot spring and it just wigged me out.

Did I mention that I HATE Jack????
confessed by Jennifer at 5:12 PM

Brady, I’ve about had it with your mouth. And you had better leave your little sister alone. If I so much as see you look at her funny, I’ll show you a use for those canes that you never imagined. Now shut your trap and find something useful to do—like sampling those lovely purple berries over there.
confessed by Laura at 2:06 PM

Kristen, it’s nice to see that your little foray into white slavery didn’t change your sweet disposition. Outwitted by an Elvis-worshipping rube…that’s pretty, well, PATHETIC. Anyway, a little birdie told me you were looking for a fix. I just might have something for you. It’s a wonderful little miracle pill called Gleemonex. If you’re interested, let me know. Until then, happy delusions!
confessed by Laura at 1:56 PM

Confessional (Brady Black)

(Brady limps up the trail with his Tiny Tim canes, his right eye bruised and his nose cut and swollen. Bob can barely contain his laughter when he sees the scrapes on Brady's arms from his collision with a tree the night before.)

HEY YOU! What the hell is your name? Bob? Whose running this freak show, BOB? I demand to see my father so I can show him what that bitch wife of his did to me! ARE YOU LISTENING?? I WANT MY DADDY!

(Bob just stares at the raving lunatic. His sympathy for Dr Evans continues to grow.)

What the hell are looking at? Oh did she tell you this was my fault? What, did she tell you I tried to kill her or something? Yeah more like the other way around. While she was *attempting* to put up one of the tents, instead of grabbing a tent pole, she pulled ONE OF MY CANES out from under me. She made me fall into her! Then she starts her usual woe-is-me act and the men just get sucked into her web. She's eating up all this attention from Roman and Wesley.

(immitating Marlena) "Oh (sigh) Roman (gasp) look what Bwady did (gasp). Help me (sob)."

She's such a phony. I know it. Kristen knows it. Her twin sister certainly knows it. Why they hell can't everyone else see it??

HEY, are you listening to me? Stop pointing the camera in the other direction!

Oh and I heard her telling her felllow crackpot shrink friend that my snoring kept her awake. If her new boyfriend hadn't broken my nose I wouldn't be snoring!

She's gonna pay for this. And I know exactly how. I think it's time I did some bonding with my little sister Belle. I'll get some of those candy bars and she'll be my best friend. Maybe I'll show her around the island....

(Brady turns to leave)

Tell your boss I STILL want to talk to my father!!!!!

(As he leaves, one of Brady's Tiny Tim canes gets caught in a dirt hole, causing him to stumble.)

$&%^!!!

(And once again, Bob must stiffle his laughter.)




confessed by Brady Black at 12:50 PM

Laura *Confessional* - Tribe One

[Swatting at a pesky fly, Laura emerges from the trees.] Good morning Bob. [With a small smile, she holds her arms wide for inspection.] So what do you say; do I look more the part of a survivor now? I tell you that Marlena is a lifesaver.

[Dusting off her jeans and pushing up her sleeves, she sits down on a stump in front of the camera.] I don’t suppose you have any coffee. [Bob mumbles and shakes his head.] I looked all through that darn survival pack—no coffee. [Yawning], You know for the life of me I’ll never understand how an electric donut maker is a necessity, especially when Alice isn’t even here, but coffee isn’t.

[Glancing at Bob], I met your boss yesterday…a real people person. [Grinning], Chastised me like a child with her hand caught in the cookie jar—all for a little exploring. [Bob mumbles and looks unconvinced.] Okay fine [Smirking]…I got a little confused and wandered off. But when you’ve been trapped in the same small space—HOPE!—well, the great wide open tends to be a little disorienting. Besides when I saw Nancy, I couldn’t very well ignore her. I’m a Horton you know—we’re nothing if not polite. Now Shane is another story. [Laughing lightly], What a delightfully enchanting man! His company is certainly worth any censure.

[Covering her mouth], Will the other tribe see this? [Bob mumbles affirmatively.] Oh well, [a mischievous glint appearing in her eye] can’t put spilt milk back in the cow, now can you?

Bob, have you seen my daughter yet?

Bob: Who?

My daughter, Jennifer—blond, very smart, very pretty. [Bob frowns and shakes his head no.] I hope she’s okay. [Sighing], it’s not like her to be late. [Returning her gaze to Bob], Do you have children Bob? [Bob mumbles.] No? They are truly God’s greatest gift. But no matter how old they get or how far they may go—you never stop worrying about them.

[Scratching her eyebrow], Did you hear about Baby Belle? I don’t quite understand it, but it’s definitely her…I’m worried about Marlena. All of this stress is really starting to get to her. She’s missing John something terrible; Brady has been utterly unbearable. [Noticing Bob nod], You noticed too, huh? Quite the little charmer isn’t he? And of course Roman has been pining away something awful. [Shrugging], He’s a real sweet guy and all, but it’s kind of sad to watch him. I know it’s making Marlena a little uncomfortable. Kristen hasn't caused too much trouble to this point, but her simple existence is pain enough. [Smiling, Bob mumbles something about Kristen’s need for a fix.] Hmm, now that is interesting. This just might be one time that I can help Kristen out.

[Smiling sweetly], Bob can you tell me who the last member of our tribe is? [Bob mumbles and averts his eyes.] I guess I knew you couldn’t [heavy sigh] I was just kind of hoping. While being scuttled back to the proper side of the island, I thought I heard who our mystery member was supposed to be. [Knitting her brow in concern], Boy I hope I misheard…that just might send Marlena off the deep end.

[Hearing a voice grow near, Laura sits up straight.]
Kim: Laura? Couldn’t find coffee, but I did find tea.

[Smiling], Well, caffeine is calling. [Standing to make her way back to camp], You know, Bob, you’re such a darling man. But have you ever considered elocution lessons—half the time I have no idea what you’re saying. [Glancing back over her shoulder], Oh, Bob, if you see Shane could you tell him Laura said Hello. Thanks.

confessed by Laura at 11:33 AM

[Blinking, bleary eyed], Morning Kim. It's nice to see you again. I'm so sorry about the sleeping arrangements. Personally I thought we should just chuck Kristen in with Brady, but you know Marlena...as much as she hates to admit it, she still loves that boy and would never leave him alone to fend against Kristen. [Smiling] I've missed Marlena terribly. And when we found out we were on the same team, we decided to share a little Mother/Daughter bonding. [Frowning in concern], You haven't seen Jennifer have you? I beginning to worry about her—she should have been here by now. Anyway, I hope Kristen wasn't too bothersome. [With a knowing smile], Something tells me she won't last here very long anyway. [Shuffling through survival supplies], Can you believe that they would send us an electric donut maker, but no coffee? [Sighing], Oh well, I guess I'll go see Bob...maybe he has some coffee.
confessed by Laura at 9:48 AM

Marlena *Confessional* - Tribe One – *Supplementary*

[Marlena stops on her way back to the encampment and turns around to look at the cameraman] Oh, Bob, by the way, I'd better tell you now, if I even *think* you've laid a hand on my daughter over in the other camp.... well, let's just take a lesson from Brady's situation shall we? Do we understand each other?

Good.

confessed by Marlena at 5:14 AM

Marlena *Confessional* - Tribe One

[Marlena, sits down and yawns, stretching her muscles. It's a night vision camera so things are a little fuzzy but we can see that the rolled up sleeves of her blouse reveal a graze on her right elbow and she has a smear of dirt across one cheek.]

Well, we finally got the tents up. Once Roman came back with baby Belle, he and Craig set right to it. [Bob mutters something.] Well I don't know how she can be Belle, but she is. She keeps calling me momma and mmmm... she just feels so yummy when she snuggles up in my lap. It only feels like yesterday that she was this small. [looks slightly confused again] Well all right , I guess it was yesterday.

Did you know we have *Kristen* on our team? It's not bad enough that I had to get stuck with Brady, but Kristen too? Who's bright idea was that? That BadAss girl has a lot to answer for. Still I heard a rumor that Isabella has turned up to take her place in the other tribe. I thought she was supposed to be dead. If she's not dead then.... well, I wonder how Brady will feel about finding out his mother has been alive all these years and hasn't bothered coming to find him?

Bob: Aren't you worried about John if Isabella is back on the scene? I heard she was his one true love or something.

[Marlena chuckles lightly.] Bob, honey, don't believe everything you hear. I'm guessing Brady told you that, huh? No, I trust John, I know he loves me and well, quite frankly maybe it's time Brady had a reality check. And maybe with his mother back, he'll have something else to focus on besides making my life a living hell.

[She holds her elbow up to the camera.] See that? He fell *into* me on purpose when we were putting up the tents. Started muttering something about seeing his bits and *wham*, next thing you know, I'm narrowly avoiding impaling myself on a tent peg. [Brushes her hair out of her eyes with a smile as Bob makes appropriately shocked noises.] Don't worry, Roman threatened to make sure he couldn't walk for a month if he tried something like that again.
confessed by Marlena at 5:09 AM

Of course you can imagine Brady's temper tantrum. When he accused me of being a whore and sleeping with Roman, Craig stepped in and belted him one before telling him not to talk to me that way. Now I *know* violence never solves anything, but I'm so used to John just standing around listening to Brady say things like this to me, it was kind of refreshing.

So anyway [shrugs a little painfully] Brady stormed off to sleep in the only tent we'd put up so far. As you can probably imagine, no-one wants to share a tent with him, so that leaves three tents between seven of us. It'll be nine of us if the other two ever arrive. Which unfortunately means some of us are going to be stuck sleeping with Kristen. Well, I can tell you this, it won't be *me*. Laura and I have decided that she and I will share a tent with baby Belle and Jennifer if and when she arrives on the island. Poor Kimmy gets stuck with Kristen and whoever the mysterious tenth person on our team is. Oh well, it's not like she's been locked in a secret room by Kristen at some point like Laura and I have.

Roman and Craig get a little more room though. Laura apparently ran across Shane Donovan while she was out scouting the area and he seems to think that the real Roman is the Chris Kositcheck clone back in Salem. Which, upon seeing *this* Roman, my curly haired-tight short wearing sweet Roman, seems utterly and patently absurd!

Anyway, he's working on the problem so I'll reserve judgement for now. I've had enough of mistaking people for Roman to last me a lifetime, thankyou. [Bob mutters something with a half-grin and Marlena tenses slightly] No Bob, I'm quite sure you're not Roman and even if you were, I'm a married woman.

[She looks around at the sound of what sounds like the beginnings of an earthquake and shakes her head] Yet *another* reason I didn't want to be stuck on Brady's team. That boy, despite the fact that you could land a 747 in his nasal cavity, has terrible apnoea. I'll be surprised if *any* of us get any sleep out here tonight. Or this week actually. [Slaps the back of her hand over her mouth as she yawns.] I think I'd better go and check on baby Belle. I'll see you tomorrow Bob.
confessed by Marlena at 4:56 AM