90210 Episode Scripts

N/A - A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Call Girl

You look beautiful.
I work with Amanda Barnard.
She says your blog could be the next Fifty Shades of Grey.
What would it take, to get you, to let us publish your work? Your guarantee that nobody will ever know I wrote it.
Welcome to Armitage Books, Author X.
I just want to make sure our parties our cool.
That's why I came to you.
You're young, you're fun, single.
Best way to start getting over my divorce? Secure a hot new client.
Hello, Jordan? Naomi Clark.
I ended up talking to Mark.
And he ended up coming home with me.
I broke the pact, and I'm really sorry.
It's fine.
- My stepson's going to be home soon, and - I got it.
I know, they're withholding the semester grades because they know we were cheating.
It's going to come out.
Everyone at Cronus is going to be okay.
I've set Navid Shirazi up to take the fall for the whole thing.
I had no idea what I wanted to do after Yale.
None I mean, for about two minutes there, I wanted to be a war photographer.
Shut the front door.
I'm serious.
Can you believe it? I I didn't even last a week.
- Okay, so, from failed war photographer - Mm-hmm.
To successful owner of a media company.
That's pretty impressive.
Well, that was another dream of mine.
But this one actually seems to be coming true.
And, as a bonus, I get to meet interesting people like you.
How's the food? Did I get the job? Ah, hell yes.
Consider yourself hired to cater my company's next big event, sir.
Let's negotiate my salary after you try my bacon-wrapped dates.
Naomi, ever since we first met I've wanted you Continue.
To plan an event for my company.
I would be honored.
My next party needs to be mysterious, glamorous and sexy.
In other words, it's perfect for you.
I think you're great, too.
Well, this will fill you in on everything you need to know about the event.
All right, now, it is all top secret.
So, if you think there's a chance that you might leave it at a coffee shop or something somewhere, please, handcuff that to yourself.
Well, I I do like handcuffs.
My company's going to need to throw a ton of major events every year.
So, if this party goes well we are going to be spending so much time together you're going to get sick of me.
I highly doubt that.
Well, see you soon? Okay, you two need to get a room before you cause a chain reaction that destroys the entire planet.
You're insane.
The ink on my divorce is not even dry.
Right now I need to avoid a relationship like the plague.
Sounds like you have it all figured out.
And I'm being facetious.
Jordan is not a rebound guy, he is boyfriend material and I am emotionally not ready for that.
That is shockingly mature of you.
Thank you.
Although, if I happen to impressive the hell out of him on a professional level, and he happens to fall head over heels in love with me as a result, then I will deal with that at the appropriate time.
You know, you could tell him you like him.
He's a smart guy.
You mean, be honest? Ugh, I keep forgetting you're new around here.
Anyway, it's funny you should be avoiding a relationship just when I'm trying to get into one.
Adrianna? I knew it was going to be a good match.
It's someone else, who's pretty great.
But I can't tell if she's into me.
And, besides, I usually avoid relationships - lasting longer than a weekend.
- Mm.
I think Beverly Hills has fried my brain.
Oh, yes, it will do that to you.
Good luck.
What are you doing here? Uh, I was just dropping something off for Dixon.
I got to go.
Okay, wait.
Um, I really want to talk about what happened.
What do you mean? With me and Mark.
I know you said things were fine, but it's been a week and you haven't returned any of my calls.
Yeah, I've been so bad at looking at my phone lately.
Anyway Ade, please.
I hate this.
Last time we fought over a guy things went down a really dark path.
Did they? That was so long ago, I almost forgot.
I was busy, that's all.
You should really work on not letting your imagination get the best of you.
Eggs Benedict tomorrow, a little turkey bacon on the side.
Oh, geez.
Can we do that? You two look cozy.
You're not, like, dating my surrogate, are you? What? No no, hey, no.
We just, uh, just had breakfast.
Dixon made me waffles.
Really spoiling me.
I was making some for myself, I had some extra batter, so I made some for her, too.
- And virgin mimosas.
- What? The royal treatment.
I know, right? Okay, guys, it's just orange juice, okay? Let's not get carried away, okay? So, what, Ade bakes you cookies? I thought you guys hated each other.
I don't know.
She said she was thinking about who her real friends were, and, how she wanted to put the past behind her.
You know how Ade is.
Yeah, I do.
I don't I don't think we should be eating these, you guys, okay? Silver, this wouldn't happen to have anything to do with you and Mark, would it? I mean, you know the last time you and Ade fought over a guy.
I know.
And I have to handle it, like, now.
And I will.
Can you drive her to the doctor? Oh, oh, um It's just a blood test, it's not gonna take long.
We can go to the movies afterwards.
Uh, well, I don't mind hanging out with you all day if Silver doesn't have a problem with it.
Why would I have a problem with it? Great.
It's a date.
Thank you.
It it's it's not a date.
Um, just just, just errands.
Court, what time does that brew pub of yours close? 'Cause we should have our next poker game there, after hours.
You say when, I'll make it happen.
All right, let's do it.
It's, uh got to take this.
Yeah, man.
Hey, Mom, how are you? I'm doing terrible, son.
Uh, I'm about to get expelled and you're hanging out with the bad guys? You're supposed to be helping me, or did you already forget? I didn't forget to send Grandma a birthday card.
Okay, just left the Dean's office.
My disciplinary hearing is Tuesday.
Unless you find the evidence that proves that I'm being framed by Campbell for heading up the cheating ring, I'm screwed.
I hear you loud and clear.
Don't worry about it.
I love you, too.
- So, poker at Offshore.
- Yeah.
Your mom can come if she wants.
No, I think mom is - She's good.
- Yeah, all right.
Undressed is generating so much buzz.
We're even getting requests for interviews from national TV shows.
I've already written a press release.
Not a chance.
Amanda, we've spoken about this.
I know.
It's just, your blog is about the real life experience of an anonymous author.
People are clamoring to find out who's who.
Is there anything I can say to change your mind? I'm sorry, but I don't want any of my friends and especially not my brother to find out that I wrote this.
Dixon would be devastated if he knew how I got the money to pay for his rehab.
And you think no one will find out even though there's a whole book about your life on the national best seller list? Dixon and Liam are not going to be reading a tell-all sex book.
And my girlfriends either know the truth, or would never imagine it was me.
So, trust me, I am flying totally under the radar on this.
Hey, is this my favorite new author? Jordan, meet Annie Wilson.
Oh, Author X.
Uh, and don't worry, Annie, Amanda's made it quite clear how important your anonymity is to you.
And, uh, as much as we wish we could convince you to change your mind, the final decision rests with you.
I appreciate that.
But I have made the launch of your book my top priority.
And you wouldn't believe how much time and money I spent on just the party alone.
Well, it sounds like I'll be missing quite the event.
You know, it it's the biggest night of your life.
It it'd be a shame to miss it.
That's a great idea.
As far as anybody would know, you're just another cute girl there for the free champagne.
I guess maybe it would be fun to be there anonymously.
Kind of like Tom Sawyer at his own funeral.
Well, it is going to be so much more fun than a funeral.
Believe me.
I have hired one of the hottest young party planners in all of Beverly Hills.
Naomi Clark.
You ever heard of her? Pack your bags, lady, we are going on a fabulous spa weekend.
- What? - Yep.
I booked us adjoining rooms at Le Meurice and a private tour of some very exclusive vineyards.
Let's get you packed.
Well, that is admirable, but I can't right now.
I have to plan this party.
What do you think? I think, blow it off.
I mean, who cares about a stupid book launch, anyway? This is event is the key to me making a lasting impression on Jordan.
And I have to find a way to make it more than just a fabulous party, 'cause Well, wait, how did you know it was a book launch? I said it was a really big secret.
Well, I just assumed.
Because, well there's a book on the table.
And heaven forbid I read a book for sheer pleasure? Okay, you know me too well.
Although I read a lot of this and it is really, really sexy.
- You think so? - Mm-hmm.
Undressed, by Author X.
- Uh, have you heard of it? - I've I've kind of been following it since it started as a blog.
I guess you could call me a fan.
Well, I overheard Jordan talking with his editor.
Apparently, they're both really bummed.
The girl who wrote it wants to stay trapped in the closet, so it gave me an idea on how to make my party special.
I'm going to find Author X and I am going to have her come out.
What? Jordan is going to be thrilled.
He's going to have me plan all of his parties from here on out.
Uh, but, uh, don't you think there's a very good reason why the author would want to remain anonymous? Uh, no.
She's just misguided and scared.
She just needs a peer a reader, not an editor to talk some sense into her.
And that can be you.
Me? You said it yourself.
You followed her blog, you're a fan.
I I am going to be very busy drinking wine and-and getting massaged with hot rocks.
I'm not taking no for an answer.
Annie, I order you to bring me Author X's head on a platter.
I almost started without you.
I've been hanging out with Campbell and the Cronus guys all day trying to find a way to help Navid.
Any luck? No.
Campbell's a jerk, but he's smart.
Only way to help Navid is to actually catch Campbell cheating.
But we won't have a chance to do that until the semester ends and finals start.
Maybe you don't have to wait that long.
I might be able to help you.
- You think so? - Absolutely.
In fact, I already have a plan in mind.
You two are so cute together.
Is this your first? Oh, um N no, no.
Um we're not together.
She's actually my roommate.
What would even make you think that? Guess I'm crazy.
Jennifer, you're up.
That's nuts, huh? She thought we were together.
When I was here last week with Silver, somebody thought that we were a couple.
Apparently when you're pregnant, people see you differently.
Well, I don't.
I just think of you as a landlord with a tiny tenant.
That's sweet.
You know, the thing is, I'm the same girl I was.
I just want to have fun, make friends, maybe go on some dates.
So what's stopping you? Come on, what am I supposed to do? Go up to some guy and be, like, "Hey, I like you.
After my next sonogram let's go get some pizza.
" Now, what guy's gonna go for that? Michaela, you're next.
Looks like I'm up.
Perfect timing.
I was just closing up.
The kitchen, that is.
My lips are still open for business.
I can't we can't do this.
Well, it's just kissing.
And I swear on my A-rating from the health inspector, - our clothes won't come off until we're in the car.
- I mean we can't see each other anymore.
I thought this was going great.
It was.
Really great.
I'm sorry.
So to recap: you and I totally connect, we have amazing sex, we're both single and we like each other.
I can see why that's a problem.
It's not us.
It's Ade.
I thought you said you told her the truth - and she said she was fine with it.
- I did, and she did.
But Ade and I have a really complicated relationship ever since high school.
I did some things to her that I'm not exactly proud of.
And then she did some things to me that nearly killed me.
So I know if we keep dating, something really awful's gonna happen.
- Silver - No, Mark, I know Ade.
She said she's fine, but she's not fine.
I'm sorry.
I can't see you anymore.
Hey, man, give me one of those.
You all right? We have to cancel poker tonight.
Oh, that's a shame.
- I was looking forward to taking all your money.
- Mm.
What happened? All the econ grades were held up because of the cheating scandal.
You can't even apply to B School without a grade in honors economics.
When my stepmom heard that, she started nagging my dad to call the Dean and demand that our class be able to retake the test.
It's tomorrow.
Well, since you've already studied for the test, I mean, retaking it should be a breeze, right? Don't be cute.
I didn't exactly prepare the traditional way the first time, if you know what I mean.
What do you mean, you cheated? This time everything's on strict lockdown.
They're not letting cell phones into the room.
We're screwed.
You know there's more than one way to get information into an exam room.
I might have an idea for you.
Did I mention people in the restaurant business - tend to sleep late? - I'm sorry, bro, but I really need your help, and I can't speak to anyone else about this.
Who is she? Damn, Jedi.
Uh well, it's Michaela.
The girl whose career I'm trying to start, my roommate, and also Silver's baby mama.
I I know, I know, look, I was planning on staying the hell away from her, not telling her how I feel, but What made you change your mind besides your penis? Ha.
Sh she was talking about how nobody would want to date her because she's pregnant.
And I wanted to tell her that she's wrong, I want to date her, and if this is something that she wants as well, then we should just go for it.
- What do you need from me? - I was hoping that you can talk to her, find out if she's interested.
I don't know if she feels the same way or not, so I I just don't want to feel like an idiot.
I've got an idea: put a note in her locker and ask her to circle the smiley face if she likes you.
Are you serious? What is it with you and your friends? You all act like you're still in high school together.
You can't have a conversation face-to-face, you got to play these stupid games.
It's time for all of you to grow up.
Yeah, remind me to never wake you up again.
Look, I'm sorry.
Please tell me you got some information that could keep me from getting expelled.
You're still taking that econ final makeup exam tomorrow, right? Yeah, of course they're making everybody take it again.
Campbell and some of the Cronus guys'll be there, too, - and you're gonna catch them cheating.
- What? No, there's no way they're stupid enough to be caught cheating again.
They're not stupid; they're desperate.
They're gonna be smuggling in cheat sheets on the inside of water bottle labels.
That's genius.
It's just a little something I learned in eighth grade detention.
But you have to make sure they get caught cheating.
Now, once they drink the water, they'll be able to read the answers.
That's when you need to make sure the proctor catches them.
That way there's no doubt who the guilty ones are.
Liam, I really want to kiss you right now.
Resist that urge.
Good news.
I found Author X.
Oh, my God, Annie, that's amazing! Yeah.
Her name is Barbara Peltier.
She lives in Beverly Hills, married to a surgeon, couple of kids.
Okay, so she's a soccer mom.
Little boring on the outside, but has this secret, kinky life.
- This is gonna be fun! - Naomi! She has a family, friends, a community.
She's a member of the Beverly Hills Country Club.
Maybe she wanted to be anonymous because the people she loves might get hurt if they knew her true identity.
Or maybe she could come out publicly and feel free.
She is not gonna come out, okay? The stakes are just too high.
I know you don't understand that because you feel completely comfortable with yourself.
That's not entirely true.
Me and Jordan, I don't feel comfortable telling him that I don't feel ready to date right now, so to keep his interest I need the author of this book to hold her head high and admit who she is.
What book? Some anonymous soft-core porn book.
Frankly, I have a hard time believing that the author of such sexy no, filthy things could be a boring housewife.
It is not filthy; it's art.
It's a coming-of-age story.
I mean, that's what I've heard.
I read the same page five times; it's nasty.
It is a candid exploration of sexuality.
Silver, why don't you be the judge? Read this part right here where Annabelle does it with the businessman in a helicopter.
Oh, my God.
I told you.
Yes, this is really shocking.
Um I I need some cold water.
Annie, perhaps you'd care to join me for one? Okay, um so, did you actually write a dirty tell-all book about being a hooker? I mean congratulations, but seriously? - Is it that obvious? - It took me almost half a page to figure it out.
Annie, anyone who knows the truth is gonna figure out that it's you in, like, less than a minute.
I don't want this to sound wrong, but, um what were you thinking? I wasn't.
But now it's turned into this huge thing that I should be proud of, except I'm not, because all I can think is: what if Dixon finds out? Well, look, the only people who know the truth are me and Liam, right? Liam's never gonna read this book.
So you just need to get through Naomi's party without it coming out, and Dixon will never find out what happened between you and Patrick.
And you're sure that she was the only Barbara Peltier there? Okay.
Thank you, Candy.
- What's that all about? - That was my friend from the Beverly Hills Country Club.
She said Barbara Peltier and her husband moved to Uganda two years ago to perform lifesaving surgeries on underprivileged people, which means - she could not have written the book.
- The book launch is tomorrow, so I guess Author X will remain anonymous after all.
Unless I figure out who she is at the party.
Uh how are you going to do that? Ah, Amanda and Jordan are the only two people who know who Author X is, so I'll watch them at the party, and I'm sure they'll give it away.
It's the only way I can ensure that I'm actually gonna throw the best party ever.
Oh, masks! What? It's a super-sexy book launch for an anonymous author, right? Why not have everybody come wearing a mask? Annie, that's brilliant.
You're really smart.
It's a shame you're independently wealthy.
With a little motivation you could accomplish something impressive.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
I like Silver.
So I've been told.
She told you I slept with her.
I'm telling you I like her.
But she broke up with me because she's scared of what you'll do.
So I need you to stop playing games and have a fight with her like a normal person.
I'm not playing head games.
I told Silver I'm fine with it.
Which is the biggest head game of all.
Why actually get revenge when you can torture her by making her anticipate your revenge? That act might work with her, but not with me.
Okay, fine.
You're right, I'm pissed.
We had a pact, and she broke it.
So, yeah, I would like to see her suffer a little.
She betrayed me, again.
You're right, she did.
And you deserve revenge.
So let's get it, the fun way.
What are you doing? I slept with Silver; I'll sleep with you.
- You're not serious.
- Of course I am.
But I thought you liked Silver.
Yeah, but she broke up with me.
Don't think I wouldn't do it.
She hurt me, and I have no problem hurting her right back.
We can hurt her all night long.
You're disgusting.
I can't believe you would do that to my friend! Oh.
So she's your friend, huh? If she's your friend, then stop playing games and tell Silver how you feel about what she did.
Get it all out, so we can move on with our lives.
I I can't believe that all of these random people are here because they're fans of some unknown girl's work.
Anyway, you know, I really don't think you even need to have the author come out.
I I mean, the party speaks for itself.
Uh, yes, and it says "almost great.
" "Almost" is not enough to keep Jordan interested.
You should hit the bar.
That woman talking to the bartender looks a little suspicious.
I'm gonna keep an eye on Jordan and Amanda, see if they talk to anybody.
And when Silver gets here, she can camp out in the bathroom stall and see if she overhears anything.
- Naomi.
- Amanda, hi.
I'm on it.
Ten more minutes.
Oh, I got it.
These are the equations for the exam.
Nobody leaves this room until the dean gets here.
What are you doing here? Aw, Naomi called and said I had to come as her "celebrity friend" to do this, uh, book reading.
Oh, but that's a terrible idea.
- You're gonna hate this book, trust me.
- Yeah, well, it doesn't really seem like my kind of thing, but she said she wanted someone interesting to read since the author isn't willing to do it.
Okay, uh listen, before you go up there, - we need to talk about something.
Uh - Mm.
- Sydney? - What are you doing here? Why does everyone keep asking me that? Hon, the Tomkins say they'd love to get together.
I told them we could schedule them between my next chemo cycle.
Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt.
I'm Sydney's husband, Erick.
Honey, you remember hearing about Liam Court he's a classmate of Campbell's.
- Well, any friend of my boy's a friend of mine.
- Yeah.
Liam, hi.
Thank you for coming.
Excuse me.
You're on in five minutes.
Phil will show you where to go.
Hey, Ade.
What are you doing here? Mark kissed me.
- What? - Yeah.
It was some kind of test he was trying to give me the perfect opportunity for revenge.
But I couldn't do it.
Because you're my friend.
Thank God.
I was starting to think we couldn't get through this.
We can't.
What? I I don't understand.
When Mark was standing there, looking cute and sexy, I could have done something to hurt you, but I didn't want to hurt you.
Yet when you were in the exact same situation, you didn't even care about me at all.
That's not true.
I've changed since high school, Silver.
You haven't, which is why I don't want to be your friend anymore.
You can date Mark if you want, but we're done.
Ade Are you sure you're ready for this? I mean, my record is like, three dogs.
Ah, you forget, I'm eating for two.
I can totally take you.
Oh, that's big talk from such a little girl.
I won't be little for long.
Typical pregnancy weight gain is 25 pounds, - but I'm a bit of an overachiever.
- Okay.
I think I'm gonna go for at least 40.
- 40? - Mm-hmm.
Sexy, right? Uh, you you got just a And see, now that's sexy.
Hey, um, I just want to say something before I completely chicken out, okay? Okay.
So just deal with me.
Uh, I like you.
I like you a lot, and I don't care how pregnant you are.
Okay, that came out wrong.
Dixon, listen, I think you're a great guy, and I like you, I do, just not like that.
Um, truth be told, I I kind of like Navid.
Navid? But I thought you two weren't happening.
We really liked each other till he found out I was Silver's surrogate.
I actually can't get him out of my head, and I'm trying to figure out whether or not I should tell him.
I really do think you're a great guy, though.
Don't worry about it.
Seriously, we've been spending so much time together, I guess I got confused, emotionally.
Hey, I'm I'm gonna get, uh, some more napkins.
Uh, you need anything? No, I'm good.
- Good? - Yeah.
How about those profiteroles? Oh, seriously, the food's amazing, Mark.
You're the least of my worries tonight.
I knew I picked the right event planner.
This party's even sexier than the book.
Oh, well, that's me.
I'm all about sexy.
Professionally sexy.
- There you are.
- Hey there.
Uh, Naomi, this is, uh, Elizabeth.
Lovely to meet you, Elizabeth.
I'm so glad I was in town for Jordan's party.
Oh, where are you in from? The East Coast.
Well, that narrows it down.
Yeah, uh, Elizabeth is a bit of a private person.
Likes to keep an air of mystery.
Huh? Will you excuse us just for one second, please? Of course.
It was nice to meet you, Naomi.
- Hi, I made it.
- Hi.
You look amazing; I'm sorry I'm late.
I know I'm supposed to be staking out the bathrooms, but I just got into a really awful conversation with Adrianna.
It's really not a problem.
I think I found Author X.
You did? Oh, yeah.
Do you see the woman standing next to Jordan? It was obvious she had a secret that neither one of them wanted me to know, and when I get her alone, I'm gonna grill her like a steak.
"Chapter five, Annabelle and Leo.
There was something different about Leo.
Annabelle could feel it the first time they met, but she was with someone, and he was a loner.
She didn't know how little those details mattered until the winter's night when he was almost killed in a motorcycle accident.
" Hmm.
"They say the streets are mean.
They would be right.
" - We have a problem.
- Yeah, I know.
I may have put too many actual facts in the book after all.
No, bigger problem.
Naomi thinks she's figured out who Author X is.
She knows it's me? Not exactly.
" Leo was the pavement.
It was a losing proposition from the get-go.
" You're all on academic probation pending an investigation.
Not that we'll have to do much investigating.
Dean Bergman, I think this proves that I wasn't the ringleader.
The answers I texted on the physics exam were a small part of their much larger scheme.
Wait, it was Liam's idea to use the water labels.
You set us up.
You and Court are gonna pay for this.
Good luck getting into business school now, you son of a bitch.
I hope it's clear now, sir, that these guys are the real cheaters.
The fact that others cheated, too, doesn't mitigate what you did.
Wait, what? What what are you saying? If the evidence against you holds up, there will be consequences, but just because others are guilty doesn't make you innocent.
If you cheated, you'll be punished.
Champagne? Thank you.
Hi, Elizabeth.
Oh, Undressed is a really good book.
Don't you agree? Absolutely, I couldn't put it down.
Listen, I know why you're here.
And I know why you don't want people to know you're here.
You do? It's kind of obvious.
Why hide? You should be proud of who you are.
If I were in your shoes, I would be shouting it from the rooftop.
I don't really need that kind of attention.
But you deserve it.
You wrote the most candid book about sex in the last ten years.
Wait, I don't think we're on the same page here.
Uh, Naomi, please listen to me.
You need to drop this.
Why would I do that when I'm so close? Annie, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth, Annie.
It's okay to admit the truth.
I'm sorry, but I have nothing to do with this book.
You have accomplished something incredible here.
The book is real and raw and daring.
It's gonna inspire millions of young women to own their mistakes, to tell the world, "This who I am, this is what I've done, and I have nothing to be ashamed of.
" Oh, that's very true, but, Naomi, you should stop.
Annie, she should hear this.
Elizabeth, take a look around you.
Everybody here is here for one reason, and that's you.
It doesn't matter what's happened in your life, it it's about how you've used those experiences to create something wonderful.
If I were you, I would hold that book high and say, "I am Author X, and I am proud to be a whore.
" Whoa, whoa, what's going on here? Your part planner is trying to get me to admit I'm Author X.
But she isn't.
She has nothing to be ashamed of.
Who cares if you took money for sex to help your brother? Naomi, Elizabeth is not Author X.
Wait till I tell Mom about this.
What, what would she tell your mother? Because she's my sister.
Oh, my God.
Please tell me I did not just call Jordan's sister a prostitute.
Actually that's what you just called me.
I'm Author X.
You could've mentioned you wrote the book before I made that big of a fool out of myself.
Naomi, I am so sorry.
I ruined everything.
No, I ruined it all by myself.
I was so concerned with not jumping into another relationship 'cause I might screw things up that I screwed things up.
I know why I didn't want Dixon to find out, but why didn't you just tell Jordan the truth to begin with? Because I'm terrified.
Jordan's the first guy I've liked since my divorce.
I was so sure that Max was the one, and now if another relationship with the perfect guy gets ruined, I'll know it's me.
I'm the problem.
I get that.
I mean, who am I to talk? I wrote this book so I could finally move forward with my life, but everything you said about why Author X should come clean makes sense.
Keeping my identity a secret's actually just preventing me from really letting go of the past.
Well, if it means anything, those god-awful things I said to Elizabeth are actually true.
Your book is something to be proud of.
I know, I'm starting to realize that.
I need to tell the truth.
Let Amanda put out that press release that Author X is gonna go on TV and introduce herself to the world.
No more masks.
I'm done hiding.
Liam, Liam, wait! I owe you an explanation.
What's to explain? How if I told what I knew about Campbell's cheating ring was your brute of a husband gonna hurt you? The guy couldn't hurt a fly.
Why the hell would you lie to me? Because she wants my inheritance.
You're pathetic, Court.
I came over to kick your ass for screwing me over, but it's just too sad.
What the hell are you talking about? You think she's been helping you? She's been trying to steal my inheritance since the day my dad got sick.
And she obviously started sleeping with you so she could get dirt on me and it worked.
Now even if I tell my father about the two of you, why should be believe me? She used you.
That's unbelievable.
Liam, I'm sorry.
But I had a lot of money on the lie.
For what it's worth, I really do like you.
You, too, huh? It's been one of those days.
Yeah, tell me about it.
Probably getting kicked out of school, which means my academic career is in the toilet.
That sucks.
And this is coming from a girl who just lost her best friend.
What happened? Silver did what she always does.
And then I started doing what I always do.
And then I realized I've changed.
She hasn't.
Can I ask you something? No.
At some point, this all gets easier, right? Because right now it's pretty bad.
I'm sorry about Silver.
I know it hurts.
I know it might be a crappy consolation prize, but you got me.
You were never a consolation prize.
I didn't see you earlier.
Yeah, um Ade came by my place.
I admit, I kissed her, but I only did it to prove a point.
I know.
But the only point that you proved was that she's a way better friend than I am.
What do you mean? You guys talked, right got it all out in the open? Yeah, we talked, but, um I was kind of hoping that she'd yell at me and then, you know, I'd cry.
And we'd hug and then we could be friends again.
But that didn't happen.
I'm sorry for that.
I really am, but it's not your fault.
You tried to do the right thing and be honest, and if she can't deal with that, maybe it's time to move on.
Well, I kind of have no choice.
You kind of do.
I like you, Silver.
And I'm pretty sure you like me, too.
Anyway the ball's in your court.
Never thought I'd see you again.
Uh, can we talk about what happened? Yeah, come in.
I am so sorry I ruined your party and acted like a freak.
Yes, all of those things did happen.
And I did all that because I I was so scared I was so scared to just tell you the truth and the truth is that I really like you.
But I'm a mess right now.
I just got divorced, and the timing of this couldn't be any worse, but I should've told you the truth nonetheless.
Naomi, I like you, too.
You do? Yes.
In my defense, if I had known Elizabeth was your sister, I never would've Oh, yeah, that that's on me.
I I didn't want anyone to know we were related, so Because she's so hideous? No, no, uh, my sister and I are actually really close, it's just my rest of my family that's that's the problem.
And if you found out she was my sister, I was afraid you were gonna start asking questions I wasn't ready to answer.
And I'm afraid that when I do tell you the truth about my family, you you might not want to be involved with me.
Can we talk about this? Why, so you can have something to write about for the sequel? Liam, I'm really sorry.
How did you think you were gonna get away with this? - Oh, if - Uh, I mean seriously.
Leo? You're messing with real people's lives here.
But if you would just let me explain.
Explain what? How you wrote about me? How you used me like everyone other woman I've ever been involved with? I don't need to know how this ends.
Patrick? We need to talk.