Shane Donovan *Confessional*

[After being in a hazy fog for the last number of days, Shane appears in front of Bob's camera, hoping to reassure himself that he has indeed found the forker.]

Hello Bob. I've been out of commission these last few days. I'm surprised I didn't take off a hand making those fireworks. I think I've found the forker though. Unfortunately I had to be a victim to come to my conclusion.

Bob: Glad you finally arrived. I've known for days that Hope is the forker, but you've been hanging low.

What do you mean you've known all this time? I've spent hours poring over the information I have. How did you figure this out?

Bob: It was pretty simple actually. She's the nuttiest one on this island, contrary to popular belief. Laura (no offense to you...I know you're fond of her), Kim, Stefano, and even Marlena can't hold a candle to Hope. Or should I say Gina?

What do you mean, Gina?

Bob: You heard me, she's calling herself Gina these days. Not sure what it means, other than that when she's "Gina," she's looney toons.

I barely made it out of her tent alive. I could tell she wasn't herself, but no one on this island is. It's amazing what happens to normally sane people when left alone in these conditions. I must say, I fear for my life. She has to know that I'm on to her.

The problem is Bob, there really isn't anyone around here that I can fill in. I thought there were a few to be trusted, but I don't know anymore. Of course I can trust Laura, but the last thing she needs to know is that her captor is also a forker. She's had enough torture under Hope. I need someone who can help me bring Hope down. You know I've got that padded cell in the ISA room. All I need to do is get her into it. Are you willing to help Bob?

Bob: Taking care of another wacko sounds good to me. Let me know when and where.

I'm going to develop a plan tonight. I'll talk to you tomorrow and let you know when and where I need you. Thanks Bob.

[Shane heads back to the ISA room.]


confessed by Shane Donovan at 11:26 PM

Samantha Evans **Confessional**

[After bumming some tea bags from Bob, Sam starts a campfire and puts some water on to boil. She makes two cups of tea and puts the sedative Roman gave her in Marlena’s cup. Sam enters the tent to find Marlena cutting all of her long pants into Daisy Duke type shorts.]

Sam: Peace offering… [Sam offers the steaming cup of tea to Marlena.]

Grace: [Irritably] No thank you. I’m not in the mood for tea. Can’t you see that I am a little busy right now.

Sam: Oh, come on Sis. [smiling] It’s your favorite…Orange-Cinnamon. Bob saved it just for you. We haven’t spent much time together in the past few days and I thought that maybe we could just sit and enjoy each others company.

[Thinking the only way to quickly rid herself of the loser twin’s company, Grace takes the cup from Sam and downs it in two big gulps.]

Grace:[handing the empty cup back to Sam] Thanks for the tea, Sis. Now how about giving me a little privacy.

Sam: Sure. Fine. If that is what you want.

[Sam leaves the tent and quietly waits a few feet away for the sedative to take affect. After 5 minutes she peeks into the tent to find Marlena, clad in a pair of her newly cut-off shorts, asleep on the floor. Using all her strength Sam lifts Marlena to a standing position and drags her out of the tent. As quickly as possible with Marlena in tow, Sam heads toward the west side of the island and Roman. All the while praying she makes it to Roman without anyone seeing her dragging Marlena along.]

[About an hour and 25 minutes later, Roman, sitting on his stump, is beginning to worry that Sam couldn’t follow thru with the plan. Just when he was about to give up and head back to camp, out of the brush stumbles a very muddy Sam, toting Marlena piggy back.]
Roman: What took you so long. I was getting worried.

Sam: [struggling to catch her breath] I. I…[deep breath] Look Roman, she may look little but she is heavy. I about killed myself carrying her through those woods. I tripped over a tree root and slipped down in the mud. And all the time I was worried she would come to. How long will the sedative last?

Roman:[scratching his head] I don’t really know for sure. It differs from person to person. I know one thing, she is going to be really mad when she does wake up. We had better get her tied to this stump just to be safe.

Sam: [shaking her head in agreement] Your right. And I think “mad” will only be the tip of the ice burg.

[Roman and Sam prop Marlena up against the tree stump and tie her tightly to it using some old rope Roman found in the woods. After they finish the job at hand and Sam gets cleaned up, they sit back and compare notes while waiting for Marlena to wake up.]









confessed by Samantha Evans at 4:35 PM

Roman Brady *Confessional*

After Roman watches Marlena leave and he and Sam talk about Marlena's moods, Roman starts to head back to camp. Roman stops and decides to go back and talk more with Sam.

Roman: Sam, we need to help Marlena, and the only way we can try to help her is if we work on this together. I know someone is playing with Marlena's mind and I'm sure it's Stefano but I can't prove it.

Sam: Maybe we can kidnapp Marlena for a day, and between you and me, ask her some questions about both of us from 20 years ago. If she can't answer our questions, we'll know she is being brainwashed by someone on this island.

Roman: Sounds like a good way to start this investigation. You go find Marlena and get her to come to that big stump on the west side of the island. I'll be there hiding and we'll take her where no one will find us.

Sam: But Roman, what if she refuses to go with me?

Roman: Take this with you.

Sam: What is this?

Roman: It's something that will knock Marlena out just long enough for you to drag her over to the stump. Can you do it?

Sam: If it means helping my sis, I'll get the job done.

Roman: Good girl, now go and find Doc, and I'll head over to the West side of the island where no one is. I'll see you and Doc in about one hour.

Sam leaves as Roman heads over to the West side of the island. While hurrying over there, Roman starts having memories of how he treated Marlena after her affair.

Roman to himself: If only I would have forgiven Doc, she'd still be with me. Now she's with a man that doesn't treat her like she should be treated and has almost every woman on this damn island wanting him. If only Marlena could see John with Isabella or Hope, I bet she'd realize what a mistake she made by wanting John instead of me. Someday, I can and I will make Doc happy again. I need to talk to Tom Langan and get him to make me and Doc the next Tom and Alice. Since Langan, The Hack, knows nothing about what the fans want, I'm sure I can talk him into it. The Hack loves Jope and maybe with a little convincing, I can get Ken to let his best bud go and I can come back as the real Roman.

Roman has now arrived at the stump and is waiting for Sam to bring Doc there.
confessed by Roman Brady at 12:59 PM

[Grace is heading off to check on Laura when she is intercepted by Roman Brady, looking highly concerned.]

Roman: Hey Doc, why in such a hurry.

[Irritably] I have things to do Roman, if you'll excuse me.

Roman: [Catches her arm.] Doc, please, talk to me. I know there's something wrong, won't you tell me what it is?

[Plasters a smile on her face and turns back to him.] Nothing's wrong Roman. I'm fine. Just feeling a little claustrophobic.

Roman: C'mon Doc, you walked away from Belle when she was crying. That's not like you at all.

Isn't it? [Cocks one eyebrow.] And how would you know what's "like me" Roman? You've been around Salem *so* much in the past five years, haven't you?

Roman: [Softly] I just want to help you Doc, that's all.

[Shrugging off his touch.] You can help me by letting me alone. God, can't you take a hint? Do you have to keep following me around like a pathetic puppy dog? Roman, I don't want you and I don't want your help.

Roman: [Narrows his eyes slightly.] What the hell is wrong with you Marlena? Have you set yourself some kind of mission to piss everyone on this island off by the end of the game? Cause you're going the right way about it.

[With a bitter smile.] Good. Perhaps you'll all stop being so irritatingly sympathetic and smugly helpful then. [Turns around and storms off into the woods.].

[Sam wanders up to Roman, her expression tentative as she watches the receding figure of her twin.]

Sam: Wow, someone's got a wicked bad case of PMS. Maybe the best way you could help her right now is digging through the crate for some of that Midol.

[Roman turns and looks at Sam and then shaking his head, he walks thoughtfully back to camp.]
confessed by Marlena at 6:49 AM