Emily: My mother's calling the police to tell them Faith Rosco’s on the property.
Nikolas: Let's hope she doesn't run into anyone else before the police arrest her.
Emily: Yeah, I warned my family.
Nikolas: Faith's armed and desperate right now and, given her past history, capable of just about anything.
Emily: Well, like you said, if she has any sense at all, she's already miles away by now.
Nikolas: Yeah, I know, but the -- the road's blocked and the area's crawling with rescue workers. You'd think it'd be nearly impossible for her to get off the estate without being seen.
Emily: Well, do you think she's still inside the house?
Nikolas: Yeah, or somewhere else on the property.
Nikolas: Does Monica know I’m here?
Emily: Mm-hmm.
Nikolas: She agreed not to tell the police about me?
Emily: Yeah, she's only going to report Faith. So we'll spend the night here like we planned --
Noise.
Emily: And then tomorrow --
Nikolas: I'm going to go out. Stay here. I'm going to go outside and see what happened.
Emily: I don’t want to risk losing you again.
Nikolas: I'll be careful.
Emily: No, Nikolas, you're not going out there alone. I'm coming with you.
Nikolas: All right, just stay behind me.
Emily: Okay. Faith must've been here.
Nikolas: Why would she leave a knife here?
Helicopter approaches.
Emily: That's probably the police now. So we should just stay here and wait until they've found Faith.
Nikolas: Hiding may not do any good at this point.
Emily: My mom promised she wouldn't say a word.
Nikolas: She won't have to. The police are going to be combing every inch of this estate searching for Faith.
Emily: We need to rethink this.
Nikolas: What -- what do you mean?
Emily: Listen, it's too risky for you to turn yourself in, Nikolas. Helena still has that court order. She could have you taken back to Shadybrook.
Nikolas: But I doubt she could get anywhere near this house tonight. I mean, come on.
Emily: Listen, a chance to control you is the only motivation that your grandmother needs to pull off the impossible.
Nikolas: Maybe, but it's too late to run, Emily.
Emily: No, it's not.
Nikolas: Yes, it is. Your mother knows that I’m -- that you're with me.
Emily: So what?
Nikolas: So all she has is your word that I’m even marginally sane. If you suddenly disappear, she's going to think I kidnapped you.
Emily: No, I explained to her that you're not a threat.
Nikolas: Hold on, hold on. Let me -- just see this from her point of view for a second, okay? I mean, your daughter falls in love with this guy whose family --
Emily: A wonderful man.
Nikolas: Okay, okay -- who's rich, spoiled, and an aristocrat, okay, and whose father and uncle are both murderers and completely insane, and whose mother -- although admirable in her own right -- is insane herself. And -- not finished -- on top of that, your daughter's boyfriend --
Emily: Fiancé.
Nikolas: Fiancé, okay -- was in a terrible accident and vanishes, believed dead, months later resurfaces with no memory, and proceeds to punish your daughter for it. He screams at her, he makes public scenes, gets in drunken brawls, and through it all, your daughter defends him, gives him the benefit of the doubt, continues to -- continues to love him no matter how badly he treats her.
Emily: She doesn't have a choice. He's the only man that she's ever going to love.
Nikolas: Yes, one more thing, all right? He's committed to a mental hospital, okay, and when he breaks out, he has your daughter with him. She shows up in the middle of the night and tries to assure you that -- that he's in pristine mental health and everything is fine. Then you vanish without a trace. So, as a concerned parent, what do you do?
Emily: Trust her judgment?
Nikolas: No.
Emily: Call the police and tell them that my daughter's been kidnapped.
Nikolas: Right.
Emily: So you're right. We have to turn ourselves in.
Thunder
Emily: I hate Faith Rosco. Oh.
Nikolas: What brought that on?
Emily: If -- if Faith hadn't picked my family's home as a hideout, you and I would be safe in my room, in my bed. We could've woken up tomorrow in each other's arms, the past behind us.
Nikolas: Well, I'm not particularly optimistic -- most Cassadines aren't -- but let me -- let me tell you this.
Emily: Hmm?
Nikolas: I know you again. All your little -- your little quirks and your little -- your little idiosyncrasies, all the memories that we made together -- everything that I thought was lost. I know myself, who I am, you know, what I believe in.
Emily: Yeah.
Nikolas: And I know how ridiculously in love with you I am.
Thunder.
Nikolas: So, compared to being locked in a cell in Shadybrook drugged out of my mind, wandering through a life I don't remember, hating everyone who tried to help me, this is paradise.
Emily: Well, I spent months thinking that you were dead, and thinking that I'd spend the rest of my life missing you, and being brave and resilient and empty --
Nikolas: Yeah.
Emily: Inside, so yeah, it's true, I have --
Thunder
Emily: Have nothing to complain about.
Nikolas: No. I mean, come on, we're right here in the middle of a lightning storm on the run from a mental hospital and my grandmother, the she-dragon, and me about to turn myself into your family who hates me.
Emily: Mm-hmm.
Emily giggles.
Nikolas: No, seriously -- seriously, I have you, okay, and that means I have everything I need. Let's go, okay?
Emily: Okay.
Nikolas: Let's go.
Monica: Oh, for Pete’s sake, Tracy!
Tracy: Shh! I'm trying to hear.
Alan: I realize that respect for other people's privacy is a foreign concept to you, but Mac and Felicia are trying to --
Tracy: They are trying to concoct a cover story for their murderous daughter.
Edward: Why don't you knock it off, Tracy? You know damn well that Georgie Jones didn't kill that girl.
Tracy: Why don't we listen and find out for ourselves?
Edward: Lorenzo Alcazar's not going to blame Georgie. He's going to want to know why we don't have enough security. He's going to blame us because Sage was not safe in this house!
Footsteps.
Monica: Emily! Oh --
Emily: Mom. Yeah, we saw the police helicopter land.
Monica: Oh, God!
Nikolas: I've decided to turn myself in.
Heather: You killed Sage Alcazar?
Nikolas: What?
Emily: She's dead?
Emily: Mac, we need your help.
Mac: What happened?
Nikolas: We escaped from Shadybrook. We've been hiding out on the property here.
Alan: Emily, what is this all about?
Edward: If you got her in trouble again, I swear I’m going to have you locked up --
Emily: No -- grandfather, just listen. Nikolas got his memory back. He's fully recovered, but Helena’s still trying to drag him back to Shadybrook.
Edward: Which is exactly where he belongs, along with his wretched grandparent and his lunatic aunt, right in a cell right next to him!
Felicia: Edward, I don't think this is appropriate right now.
Edward: Felicia, you want to disinherit me, do it, please. I'm not going to pretend that the Cassadines are anything more than overbred psychotics who should all be locked up --
Emily: Grandfather -- grandfather, everyone knows how you feel about Nikolas. You can insult his family some other time. Right now, we have more important things to deal with.
Monica: Well, I would like to know why you were at Shadybrook with Nikolas when you told me you were going to be with Elizabeth.
Emily: I didn't want you to worry.
Alan: Well, guess what -- we are worried.
Edward: Well, why don't you develop some backbone and forbid her to see this --
Monica: Oh, Edward, put a sock in it!
Mac: Nikolas, how long have you and Emily been on the property?
Nikolas: Just a few hours. We started down at the boathouse and made our way up to Emily’s bedroom. That's when Sage Alcazar walked in on us.
Mac: Did you speak to her?
Emily: Only briefly. The three of us made a pact to pretend that we hadn't seen each other.
Nikolas: Yeah, she seemed pretty nervous, almost a little frightened.
Tracy: Well, who wouldn't be -- wandering a strange house in the dark, running into an escaped mental patient?
Emily: We think we know who killed Sage.
Tracy: The killer has already confessed!
Monica: Now, you put a sock in it, Tracy!
Tracy: Georgie, you locked Sage in the freezer for playing a trivial prank, am I right? You admit that?
Georgie: Yes, but that's as far as --
Tracy: And then Sage got back at you, taunted you with the fact that she slept with my son. You erupted in a murderous rage!
Felicia: Stop it!
Mac: The speculation ends now, Tracy. This investigation is a police matter.
Tracy: So why don't you investigate why your daughter killed Sage?
Georgie: It never happened!
Felicia: We know that, sweetheart.
Emily: So do we. Sage may not have been the only intruder in our room tonight.
Nikolas: Faith Rosco came in and threatened to shoot us both.
Nikolas: It must've been Faith who killed Sage.
Mac: Possibly -- if Faith was here at all.
Emily: We just told you -- Nikolas and I both saw her.
Mac: Well, all we have is your word on that.
Emily: Why would we lie?
Mac: Nikolas just escaped from Shadybrook. Your grandmother is trying to track you down and take you back by force. Maybe Sage threatened to reveal your whereabouts. So you stabbed her to keep her quiet.
Emily: That's absurd. Nikolas would never kill anyone.
Mac: Nikolas is a Cassadine. They've been known to kill to get what they want. Nikolas wanted his freedom, and Sage was in the way of that.
Emily: Nikolas would never under any circumstances kill an innocent girl like Sage.
Felicia: If Nikolas wasn't in the freezer, forensics would know. They would see that there was no trace of him.
Nikolas: I was in the freezer.
Mac: Why?
Nikolas: Because Emily and I chased Faith down there, okay, and it looked like she'd been hiding out in the freezer. All right, there were candles, blankets -- and somebody hit me over the head, I woke up inside the freezer. But the door wasn't completely closed, so someone must've left it open on purpose.
Felicia: Where was Emily?
Emily: I was looking for my mother to try to warn her about Faith.
Mac: Well, I take it you didn't find Monica.
Monica: She did, and I told Alan, and we were going to call the police when Tracy came in and announced that Sage had been murdered.
Alan: That's right. We were going to call the police, but in all the chaos, I forgot.
Mac: Memory is selective.
Alan: What is that supposed to mean?
Mac: Interesting that you should remember that just now. Apparently, you forgot Emily’s warning about Faith until she reminded you. Maybe the two of you are covering for your daughter.
Monica: Covering what?
Mac: Emily could've stepped into the freezer and found Sage with a pipe in her hand, standing over an unconscious Nikolas. And when Sage was going to hit him again, Emily stabbed her to protect him.
Alan: You've known our daughter for years. How can you look us in the eye and make an accusation like that?
Monica: Alan's right. That's outrageous.
Mac: I have to examine everyone as a possible suspect, Alan.
Alan: Well, some people are more likely to commit murder than others, and I think you've overlooked the prime suspect.
Thunder.
Trent: How long are we going to sit here waiting for this so-called spirit to name out the killer?
Brook Lynn: Look, don't speak, all right? We have to concentrate, Trent.
Trent: Why don't we just sit around and chant "om" while we're at it?
Lucas: If you don't want to participate, leave.
Trent: The board already spelled "EM."
Brook Lynn: Maybe it'll tell us something else.
Trent: Oh, oh, what, what, what? Emily's your cousins, so she couldn't possibly have done it? Georgie's out because you all like her so much. So who -- who do you pick for the murderer? Huh? Is it your grandfather's new girlfriend? Is it Dillon’s scary mother? Oh, I got one -- how about Alice? She's got some pretty --
Dillon: Knock it off, Trent!
Trent: I will when you admit that this is just a waste.
Brook Lynn: Look, guys, it's moving. "I."
Lucas: "I."
Lucas and Brook Lynn: "L."
Dillon: "Y."
Lucas: "Emily."
Dillon: "Emily."
Trent: "Emily." Well, hey, I call that evidence. Let's call the cops, get her arrested.
Brook Lynn: Wait, Trent. Look, there's more.
Lucas: "A."
Brook Lynn: What?
Dillon: "W-A-," "W-A--"
Thunder.
Brook Lynn: "WAR" --
Lucas: "W-A-R-N."
Brook Lynn: "War -- "Emily warn"?
Dillon: No, you got it right -- "Warn Emily."
Brook Lynn: Oh, my God! Lila's trying to tell us that Emily’s in trouble!
Lucas: Is she even in the house?
Brook Lynn: Like that matters! My God, look, wherever she is, Emily -- Emily’s in danger!
Dillon: All right, wait -- wait, where you going to go? Where you going to go?
Brook Lynn: I'm going to go tell the family.
Trent: Yeah, great. Tell them your great-granny sent a message to the channeling board. That ought to go over big.
Brook Lynn: Look, Trent --
Trent: And by the way, maybe the police commissioner will come on down and ask the spirits to solve --
Brook Lynn: Look, all I know is that Emily is in trouble, and wherever she is, I have to go warn her!
Dillon: I'm going with you.
Alan: Heather acted as if she was in a trance. Supposedly, my mother was speaking through her.
Edward: Your mother was speaking through her.
Mac: Let me get this straight. Heather was channeling Lila?
Monica: Laughable, isn't it?
Alan: "Manipulative" is a better word.
Felicia: In all fairness, Heather had information only Lila would know.
Mac: All right, Heather, what exactly happened?
Heather: You'll have to ask them. I -- I don't remember.
Monica: My, how convenient.
Heather: I'm sorry. I wish I could. I'm as thrown by it as they are.
Edward: Why are we even discussing this? What does Heather's experience got to do with Sage's death?
Tracy: Well, maybe Sage was murdered by a spirit from the great beyond.
Felicia: Mac, when Lila asked me to judge who in the family should inherit, she said that she would give me guidance and that she would find a way to communicate with me, and we came up with a code phrase -- "Scarlet Ribbons."
Mac: And she used this while she was in this trance?
Tracy: Which explains exactly nothing.
Edward: Felicia was the only one that Lila talked about the code phrase to. Heather knows nothing about it.
Alan: Unless she did some research. Maybe Heather stole some of my mother's personal papers and hid them in the freezer. Then when she went downstairs to find them, she found Sage maybe even looking through them, and then Heather killed Sage to cover her tracks.
Heather: I never even met Sage, never saw her face. I -- unless --
Mac: What? What?
Heather: A shadow I saw -- the hallway upstairs.
Felicia: What shadow?
Heather: I don't know, it was rounding the corner. I didn't really get a good look at the face. I don't even know if it was a man or a woman.
Alan: Well, it wasn't me.
Monica: It was not me.
Heather: Oh -- maybe it was Faith.
Justus: Mac? What's going on? What are you doing here?
Mac: I'm investigating the murder of Sage Alcazar.
Thunder.
Justus: When did this happen?
Felicia: Earlier this evening. She was found in the freezer downstairs.
Mac: She was stabbed to death.
Justus: My God.
Mac: Justus, did you pass Heather in the upstairs hallway anytime tonight?
Justus: No, no. Why?
Mac: Because she saw someone, but it wasn't anyone in this room.
Justus: I'm sorry I couldn't help.
Mac: Maybe you can. Is Faith Rosco in the house?
Thunder and Footsteps.
Justus: No, no, no, I haven't -- I haven't seen Faith since I visited her in the hospital right before she escaped.
Emily: She's here in the house.
Justus: Well, how would you know?
Nikolas: Emily and I saw her.
Emily: I can't think of why she'd be here unless she was hoping to contact you.
Justus: Well, she hasn't so far.
Nikolas: Look, Faith is a known killer, right? If Sage was in her way, she wouldn't even hesitate to eliminate her. Faith must've come down to the basement to hide, opened the door, found Sage inside, and Sage tried to escape, but Faith realized that she would tell everyone she was in the house. So, there you go -- Faith stabbed Sage Alcazar to death.
Faith screams.
Justus: Faith!