[Blinking as she looks down at the candyfloss Bellebot. Seeing Bob looking at her curiously, she pats Belle’s head awkwardly.] It’s okay honey. I’m sure it’ll all be okay.

Belle: [Looking up at Grace.] But Mom, I wanna go home! I wanna go home, like, right now! I hate this island and everyone is like totally being nutso and Brady is so horrible to me and I miss Shawn, even though he’s like, my cousin. It’s okay that he makes me feel all like fluttery inside, right Mom, even though we’re like, almost related and all? Cause he does and I want *my* Shawn, not that totally, like, weird Shawn that I saw with that nutso man…

[Barely resisting the urge to roll her eyes.] Belle, we can’t go home right now. We’re stuck on this island until the end of the game. If you want to complain to someone, go and find your father. It was his idea, after all…

Belle: But I want to go hooooommmmmeeeee…. [Bursts into noisy sobs.] I like totally miss my N’SYNC cd’s, Mom.

[Getting irritated with the little bubblehead, her voice is harsh.] For God’s sake, stop whining child! You’re giving me a headache. Go and find your brother and make him listen to your vapid little pity party. At least then one of us will be happy. And in case there is any confusion, that would be *me*.

Belle: [Looks up at her mother, wide eyed, quite unable to comprehend that Marlena snapped at her.] Wha-?

[Disgusted, she pushes Belle away from her and stands up.] You heard me. [She shoots an irritated look at Bob and then stalks off. The boom catches her muttering as she moves away from the camera] How on earth I produced a insipid little airhead like that is beyond me.

Belle: [Turns to look at Bob, her cornflower blue eyes vacant and confused.] What’s going on? Did I, like, say something wrong? [Her eyes tear up and her lower lips starts to tremble.] I think he, like, got Mom too, that mean horrible freaky man…. [She bursts into tears and crawls away as Bob stares on helplessly.]
confessed by Marlena at 9:32 PM

Grace - Confessional

[Grace wanders back to camp to see Bob sitting forlornly on his own .]

Bob: [perking up a little when he sees her.] Hey Blondie. I was starting to wonder where everyone was. Some Fourth of July celebrations these are. Even the Big BadAss has taken off and left me all alone on this damned island.

Poor Bobby. [Winks at him.] Well I wouldn’t be too upset honey. I think Shane is fashioning some fireworks as we speak. Granted all he has to do it with is an electric keyboard some holy water and a stash of condoms, but you know, that man is good with his hands. [Grins wickedly.] So I’ve heard… or something like that…

Bob: Speaking of Shane, have you seen Laura?

Laura? [Looks surprised.] No, why, should I have? [Raises one eyebrow.] What have I done that she wants to tell me off about this time?

Bob: No, [shakes his head], I just haven’t seen her for a couple of days…

[Laughs lightly.] I wouldn’t know where she is, we’ve been steering clear of each other. Maybe she’s helping Shane with those fireworks, if you know what I mean… and I think that you do…

[Bob clears his throat and is just about to say something when a disoriented Belle comes stumbling into camp.]

Belle: [Tears trickling down her pale, but still very cute’n’perky face as she sees Grace. Coming to where Grace and Bob are sitting, she flings herself at her mother.] Mom, Mom! Oh my Gawd, it was totally horrible…. that freaky man and his like weird moustache… and there were these big, like, [her voice rises to a crescendo squeak] *vegetable* things… and Shawwwwwn. Oh my Gawwwd Mom, Shawn was like so totally weird and he was saying all these really freaky things and he sounded *justlikeBrady*….Mom, I hatethisplace! I totally like, totally *hate* it! And I want to go home… mom I want to go home where everyone loves me and sees howtotallycuteandperkyandniceIam, can we go hoooommmmme Mom, please….?
confessed by Marlena at 8:10 PM