<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:17:11.964-04:00</updated><category term='Jukebox'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Extras'/><title type='text'>The Deveraux Post</title><subtitle type='html'>Chronicling one fan's minor obsession with Days of Our Lives' Jack and Jennifer Deveraux</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-116054464831390395</id><published>2006-10-15T03:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T03:53:33.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Video: "Wicked Game"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISK3WxWQl7k"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/320/mvidth_WickedGame.jpg" border="0" alt="" / ALIGN="LEFT"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;B&gt;Music:&lt;/B&gt; "Wicked Game" (&lt;A HREF="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/3/chris_isaak/wicked_game.html"&gt;lyrics&lt;/A&gt;)&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Music artist:&lt;/B&gt; Chris Isaak (&lt;A HREF="http://chrisisaak.com"&gt;website&lt;/A&gt;)&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISK3WxWQl7k"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Watch on YouTube&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/A&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Hands down, bar none, no questions asked, this is my favorite song ever ever ever used for Jack and Jennifer.  It's just one of my favorite songs, period, and the fact that it was used for Jack and Jennifer squees me out to no end.  After a year of firetruck wedding escapes, shipwrecks, cave love, and high couture embassy balls, they really needed to get back to the dark side of Jack Deveraux (cue crashing cymbals), and I can't think of a song more suited than the brooding, longing, and incredibly sexually tense "Wicked Game".&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Not that they really ever dropped the ball with Jack's past, mind you, at least not at this point.  But they really hadn't -- and needed to have -- brought it all back to full-force angst mode, so that Jennifer's rose-colored glasses could come off, and so that we could be reminded that fairy tale adventures don't change reality (it was this interplay between the far-off romantic adventures and the pervasive realities back home that made early J/J rock so hard).&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Enter, Angstmas (what the post-Alamania stuff is fondly known as in J/J Nation).  This video's almost all Angstmas clips, and I had a great time picking out and ordering the clips this time around because so many ideas came out about how to structure it.  I bookended it with clips of the red rose Jack has (and crushes) in his limo after the rape slap, and half way through the video is an overlay Jack crushing Kayla's yellow rose after her rape (cool little note: I didn't realize it at the time, but this was laid over the part in the argument of that scene where he points out that they are right there at the "scene of the crime" ... I liked how it worked out that way, with the overlay being of the morning after said crime, and emblematic of the rage that motivated it).  To me the rose was the symbol of romantic love, in the classic sense of the word "romantic", that sense that makes you believe that love can carry you away to another world where everything is perfect.  And from that it's clear what the connotations of Jack crushing those roses are.  Also because of the "World was on fire" lyric, I had to include, first, the Christmas Eve clip where they try to make love in Jennifer's loft in front of the fireplace, and second, a clip of the first time they make love, by the fire in the cave.  I really liked putting that cave clip after the scene where Jennifer tearfully holds up her shell ring, because of course Jack gave her that shell ring shortly after they made love in that cave.  In that gesture you could imagine her recollecting all the passion and love was seemingly lost, so to me it made sense that the next clip show that passion and love.  That cave was also where Jack first took the leap and believed that a relationship could work out, and endure, so that's kind of where the "wicked game", as he now sees it, started.  I liked putting it near the end of the song, for some reason it clicked for me that way, especially coming right before Jack taking the engagement ring back.  And speaking of, those rings (the shell ring and the engagement ring, which he presents in the rooftop proposal clip) are also (duh!) a symbol of commitment and, relatedly, the belief that love will last.  Since Jennifer's calling Jack a rapist basically meant to Jack that this dream of commitment could be nothing more than a dream, I thought it was important to show those rings.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I also tried to use the settings to "say" something in the video.  Early on are a lot of indoor scenes, especially in the loft, the "scene of the crime" as Jack calls it.  They are intimate there, they fight there, they cry there, and there is that recollection of Kayla's rape that happened there, so a lot of the story is told in that loft.  At the end are a few outdoor shots, which I thought worked to convey a coldness in the relationship, given that the time period is winter of 1990/1991.  And to that effect I also tried to begin with more close-up shots onto faces, contrasted with the end where there are some more distanced shots of more of the body.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;One other big thing I tried to do was not use many clips of them talking, but instead find meaningful gestures: kisses, embraces, touching of faces, hair and hands, glances and long looks, shutting of doors, the raising of rings, the crushings of the roses, walking away.  Two exceptions that I liked was, first, during the line "What a wicked thing to say", the clip is of Jennifer saying "(No matter what you think) I love you", which is precisely what Jack can no longer believe, what he thinks is "wicked" to say, and second, the argument during the part where I overlaid the scene where Jack crushes the yellow rose.  At that part, Jack is telling Jennifer that they are standing right there at the "scene of the crime", and I liked how that occurs at the same time Jack does that action that is so emblematic of the rage that motivated that crime.  I felt that conveyed the shame now felt at the intensity of that rage, and sort of visually explained why Jack feels he just cannot give into Jennifer's tears as she pleads with him to not give up on them.  Other than those two instances, it's just about all body language, and I thought that fit the sensuality and mood of the song.  Because that mood was kind of ruined for me whenever I used clips of jarring actions, I also tried to make the transitions smooth, sometimes going from face to face, sometimes from symbol to symbol, or symbol to meaning, or setting to similar setting, etc.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Last thing I wanted to mention was the overlays I used.  In the first one, Jack argues with Jennifer in the loft as a "memory" of the morning after Kayla's rape (where he crushes the yellow rose) occurs.  I faded the "memory" in and ultimately had it become opaque as the argument faded away.  If I really wanted to overanalyze ( too late?!) I'd say that this shows how the memory of this action that inspires so much guilt in Jack "won out", turning opaque to visually convey how it took over his thoughts and became his motivation in interacting with Jennifer.  Contrast this with the second overlay, where Jack is sitting on the pier, watching Jennifer walk away, and I show a "memory" of their dance in the stateroom of the cruise ship S. S. Loretta.  The cruise was the fun, romantically adventurous storyline where their relationship really officially started, so I thought that provided a good contrast with the rift they were currently experiencing, to show how far away from the optimistic times they'd fallen.  I also just love Jennifer's smile/laugh as they dance, I think it's just beautiful and it has that pureness and sweetness that makes you see why Jack fell so deeply in love with her.  I thought it would tweak the regretful emotions showing something like that.  And the contrast with the first overlay lies in the fact that in this one, the memory of better times does not become opaque, but fades away.  It is not powerful enough to gain control over his actions like the bad memory of Kayla's rape was.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;That was probably more than you ever wanted to know!  I just had a great time thinking about how to put this one together.  &lt;A HREF="thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-what-is-this-all-about.html#contact"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-116054464831390395?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116054464831390395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=116054464831390395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116054464831390395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116054464831390395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/10/video-wicked-game.html' title='Video: &quot;Wicked Game&quot;'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-116068558283089737</id><published>2006-10-12T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:39:42.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New link added</title><content type='html'>You gotta believe that characters as passionate as Jack and Jennifer inspire some pretty passionate fans.  Don't believe me?  Check out this blog from the mysteriously monikered L, &lt;A HREF="http://jackdeveraux.blogspot.com"&gt;The Jack and Jennifer Supercouple&lt;/A&gt;.  Now in the time I have been on the 'net, in a soap capacity anyway, I have gotten to know L as one of the most insightful and articulate Jack and Jennifer fans around.  So if ramblings of minorly obsessed fans holds any interest for you (which I assume it does, if you're here!), definitely check that one out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-116068558283089737?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116068558283089737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=116068558283089737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116068558283089737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116068558283089737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-link-added.html' title='New link added'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-116054908973356636</id><published>2006-10-11T02:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T03:04:22.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Video: "As Time Goes By"</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMM1trZmz5A"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/1600/mvidth_AsTimeGoesBy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;B&gt;Music:&lt;/B&gt; "As Time Goes By" (&lt;A HREF="http://www.reelclassics.com/Movies/Casablanca/astimegoesby-lyrics.htm"&gt;lyrics&lt;/A&gt;)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;Music artist:&lt;/B&gt; Dooley Wilson&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMM1trZmz5A"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Watch on YouTube&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;P&gt;This one was how I commemmorated (commiserated?) Jack and Jennifer's last day on the show (don't ask why it took so long to post it here).  I've always loved this song, and I know it was used once for J/J on the show, but I am not sure who the artist was (if you know, &lt;A HREF="http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-what-is-this-all-about.html#contact"&gt;I'd love to hear from you!&lt;/A&gt;).  So I used the version I'm most familiar with, Dooley Wilson's from the &lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/Casablanca-Original-Motion-Picture-Soundtrack/dp/B00000344X/sr=8-1/qid=1160547509/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-3860942-6291204?ie=UTF8"&gt;&lt;I&gt;Casablanca&lt;/I&gt; soundtrack&lt;/A&gt;.  Those old songs from the golden era of Hollywood just have that special timeless quality, just like Jack and Jennifer. There's just something about those two that reminds you of the old great Hollywood screen duos. &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;And clearly I'm not the only one on that, as evidenced by the charming little &lt;I&gt;His Girl Friday&lt;/I&gt; fantasy they penned for J/J during their Last Adventure (as I'm calling it).  May I just say right now that I laaaahved the &lt;I&gt;HGF&lt;/I&gt; stuff, I just ate it up, although I always have thought of them more as a Tracy &amp; Hepburn than a Grant &amp; Russell.  I'm sure there's holes in that comparison, I'll think of them later.  You sure couldn't think of a &lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/His-Girl-Friday-Howard-Hawks/dp/6305416192/sr=8-1/qid=1160549619/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-3860942-6291204?ie=UTF8"&gt;better movie&lt;/A&gt; to fit the bill, though.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Anyway, the video.  I tried to include a lot of elements from their story: emotions, comedy, tears, adventure, and good ol' romance, and I did run the span from 1989 to 2006, but you can once again probably detect my preference for the older stuff.  Still, the song's lyrics were good for a beginning-to-end retrospective, especially the line "It's still the same old story".  Something just clicked with that line for me.  Jack and Jennifer were two of the zaniest characters with the craziest adventures of any couple on &lt;I&gt;Days&lt;/I&gt;, but what was so wonderful was that all their bantering and being fools and chasing after each other were no more than lines in one very simple dialogue: "I love you, and you love me."  Different obstacles and different adventures, different time and different place.  Same old story.  And it's that juxtaposition of the outlandish circumstances and the basic love story that makes the line "The fundamental things apply" resonate so much for the couple, too.  They're really just about the fundamentals: Love is scary, love makes you do idiotic things, love is the most amazing thing in the world.  Both of them had this intense need to love and be loved, their characters were never too far above the line of psychological necessity, and that is why their love story was always my favorite: their most outrageous words and deeds always stemmed from the basic human need for love.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So yes, they're gone, but I'll be darned if I don't still go on thinking that what they had will keep resonating with me ... as time goes by ...&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;(Oh hush. You knew I had to use that line at least once.)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-116054908973356636?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116054908973356636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=116054908973356636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116054908973356636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116054908973356636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/10/video-as-time-goes-by.html' title='Video: &quot;As Time Goes By&quot;'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115813220113168646</id><published>2006-09-13T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T01:33:33.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A rose by any other name</title><content type='html'>Just how good a job did Bill and Laura do naming their little Miss Horton?
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/1600/08.bmp_0.01.35.23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/320/08.bmp_0.01.35.23.jpg" align="right" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Gwenhwyvar, the Welsh name, was adopted and Frenchified to Guinevere by the Normans. The Cornish form, Jennifer, was little known outside of Cornwall until the twentieth century. &lt;BR&gt;
Originally it meant "White Wave," "White Lady," or "Fair Smooth," from "gwen" (white) and "hwyvar" (smooth).  Commonly given are "pure," "soft," "fair one."&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;
Or maybe it's just the minor genius of that whole King Arthur/Queen Guinevere thing from the Cruise of Deception, not that Jack is exactly the King Arthur type.  But (confession alert) I have always really dug the whole man-of-the-world-meets-other-worldly-ingenue vibe of their early relationship ("other-worldly" in the sense that Jack considered Jennifer way out of his league), so even though their outfits for the dress-up dance on that cruise were silly, I sigh every single time I watch that scene in the stateroom where she plants the sword on the bed and tells Jack about how Arthur taught Guinevere the ways of the world and the power of words and the power of love, yadda yadda.  So subtlely obvious.  Anyway, Jennifer (when written properly) sure is a tough little cookie, but somewhere in her appeal was that pureness, to the point of almost untouchability.  That she was fiesty and stubborn and often in way over head kept the ingenue act from getting cloying, but the untouchability underneath made for a lot of great angst back in the day.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;P.S., as I was writing this up I rewatched the clip of that Arthur/Guinevere chat in the stateroom and I noticed how it would make a great flashback to show during the current Frankie storyline: &lt;BR&gt;
&lt;DIV STYLE="padding-left:40px;padding-right:40px;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;"There's something I remembered. The facts of the legend of King Arthur."&lt;BR&gt;
"What about the legend of King Arthur, Jack? I thought you said you didn't know anything about the legend of King Arthur."&lt;BR&gt;
"I happen to be a fan of Richard Burton's I remember a few things."&lt;BR&gt;
"Like what?"&lt;BR&gt;
"Like the fact that Guinevere dumped Arthur.  In the final reel, she dumped Arthur and ran off with Lancelot."&lt;BR&gt;
"Jack that is so like you, you know that?"&lt;BR&gt;
"Hey I didn't write it. I can't help it if Guinevere was fickle and faithless."&lt;BR&gt;
"Well maybe it was King Arthur's fault.  Maybe he was so miserable and worthless, and maybe he trated her so badly that she just got fed up and left."&lt;BR&gt;
"No, I don't think so."&lt;BR&gt;
"What do you think, Jack?"&lt;BR&gt;
"I'm going to tell you what I think.  I'm telling you a story, it goes like this.  Arthur gave her up, but he did it on purpose.  See this guy was smart, he knew that he couldn't make her happy.  I mean it was hard keeping that round table round in those days.  And he knew that she'd be a lot happier with Lancelot.  So he did the thing that was most noble.  That was most civilized.  He gave her up."&lt;BR&gt;
"He may have been noble, Jack, but he also ended up alone.  Very much alone."&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;Now, I know I've sorta said that I am sooooo over martyrs, but when accented with the proper Jack-esque cynicism, the whole nobly misguided act really looked good on him.  And with all Frankie's done for Jack, wouldn't he fit in as Lancelot, the perfect white knight?  (Those so inclined can vomit now if they wish.) And of course the best part was how Jennifer reinterpretted the legend into a cautionary tale for Jack, warning Arthur to &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; let Jennif-- erm, Guinevere get away, because she wanted &lt;I&gt;Arthur&lt;/I&gt;.  &lt;I&gt;That&lt;/I&gt; was Jennifer, determined to get her happy ending &lt;I&gt;her&lt;/I&gt; way, desite how the story typically went.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;Yeah that settles it, they &lt;I&gt;so&lt;/I&gt; should have chosen that flashback.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115813220113168646?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115813220113168646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115813220113168646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115813220113168646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115813220113168646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/rose-by-any-other-name.html' title='A rose by any other name'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115800485120493790</id><published>2006-09-11T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T16:04:28.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought: Jack's test results</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Do you suppose that they are dragging the results of Jack's test out so that Jennifer could actually choose a husband &lt;I&gt;before&lt;/I&gt; she knows which is going to be alive in two weeks?  Given her little schpiel on Thursday's episode about not wanting to hedge her bets, I can just picture this scene where Jennifer takes Jack by the chin, looks him straight (well, upward, unless she gets a forklift) in the eyes and declares that she doesn't give a stinkin' rat's patootie if he is in remission or not, she just wants to be with him all the days of their lives, no matter how numberous those days may be.
&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Back in the black&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img STYLE="border:none" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/200/thumbsup.png"&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;A little relationship double-talk?&lt;/b&gt; I wonder if their little discussion of Abe and Lexie's relationship was Jack and Jennifer's way of setting the groundwork for the resolution of their own: "You know, Jack, sometimes people do crazy, irrational things when they're hurt." Liiiiike ... marry their high school boyfriend a mere months after the love of their life dies?  And did I spy Jack giving her a wry, knowing look after that line?  I wonder if that is how they're going to spin it, Jennifer married Frankie at least partly out of pain and grief.  You know that crazy irrational Jennifer!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh when the saints go marching out.&lt;/b&gt; I liked how they allowed Frankie to be more concerned about Jennifer finally making her decision than about Jack.  For example, when he said "I'm just as anxious to hear about the results as you are" we were allowed to see that it was because he wants to know what Jennifer will do, and we weren't given crap about how he loves Jack.  Of course he doesn't want Jack to die, but I cannot fathom anything else being in the front of his mind but Jennifer.  Jack and Frankie are not best friends no matter how they push it, she is Frankie's big investment here and that's how it should be.  Again, that doesn't mean he wishes Jack ill, but come on, don't insult my emotional intelligence.  This situation &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be awkward, it &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; bring out a bit of the selfish in both men, because that doesn't negate that they're good guys.  This is a problem I have with JER's characterization, any time somebody thought of themselves they were automatically Bad People.  Hello, it's called realism!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frrrrriction!&lt;/b&gt; Speaking of realism, thank goodness Jennifer's angry at Jack, at least it shows the emotional investment we would expect.  Too bad it wasn't (and seemingly won't be) given a nuanced exploration, but that's what happens when your storyline is so truncated. But the point is, where there's friction, heat soon follows...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The course of love did never run smooth.&lt;/b&gt; And I especially liked when she said "I know the story of him wanting to protect me, that's why we got divorced in the first place, because he has secrets and then he abandons us all to protect us. &lt;i&gt;I know all this about Jack. But I love him.&lt;/i&gt;"  Emphasis mine.  Because that sums it up.  Jack and Jennifer belong together not because either one is perfect and thus is "worthy" of the prize, but because despite everything they love each other.  &lt;i&gt;That's&lt;/i&gt; a supercouple.  Now if only this line was given more of a dramatic Moment in the scene.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yay, humor!&lt;/b&gt; I liked how Jack snarks "Greeaat!" to Jennifer in the hospital, in fact wish it was a bit snarkier.  I liked the look on Jennifer's face when she goes "Did I hear you right that he wants you to meet him?!" That's classic Jennifer coming through a bit there.  I liked the look on Jack's face when he tapped Jennifer on the shoulder in the warehouse, and on hers when she spun around.  And aahhhhh, the bickering.  Can't say they transitioned well into this, I don't think newer viewers ever saw this Jack and Jennifer, they must be wondering who these people are.  But personally it warms my heart, the bickering does.  I can appreciate it out of context of the storyline, because, gosh darnitt, I've missed the real J/J so!  I loved the "I'm feeling a little remission creeping up right now" line, Ashford's delivery was spot-on perfect, it was subtle and spontaneous like Jack's humor used to be.  And I loved their little tug-of-war for the photo at the end, cute touch.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Still in the red&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img STYLE="border:none" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/200/thumbsdown.png"&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;B&gt;Put the triangle out of its misery already!&lt;/B&gt; You know, I don't dislike Frankie, let me say that up front.  But the way they had him come in to Jack's hospital room &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; after Jack mentioned getting back to his family ... the sight of him sent a pang of irritation through even me.  I couldn't help it, I didn't want to but it just came.  I mean, did they want that to happen?  Did they do that on purpose?  Because honestly, I know Jennifer has some things to say to Frankie, but having Frankie at the hospital on this day is pretty tacky.  They &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; know that, right?  That's so obvious, right?  I'm really tired of the Jack + Frankie = Best Friends Forever routine, nobody buys it, they didn't pull it off in the paltry screentime given them, so why have Jack ask Frankie to be there?  It was a bad idea to start this triangle after Jack crashed the wedding and it was an inexcusable idea to continue it after Jack came home from the hospital.  It mandates these really ridiculous situations, in which Frankie happily munches sandwiches with his wife and her other husband, in which Jennifer guiltlessly kisses Frankie in front of Jack and guiltlessly calls Jack the love of her life to Frankie's face, in which Jack asks Frankie to be there and not not Abby, not Steve, not Jo.  Frankie!  They didn't intend to make Frankie look this way, I don't think, but it does make him come off as the third wheel.  Maybe Jack asked him as a way to diffuse awkwardness ...  But moreover I cannot believe that the hospital would &lt;i&gt;allow&lt;/i&gt; Frankie to be there considering he is not family.  Is it allowed if Jack asks him to be there?  Can they do that?  And if so, why did Dr. Berman ask Frankie to come inside Jack's room?  Shouldn't Jack be the only one who can?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;B&gt;A puzzling greeting.&lt;/B&gt; I'm going way overboard in my interpretations here but I don't know how to read Jennifer's "Hi" to Frankie ... is it "Ahh, you again, relief" or "Augh, you again, leave us be"?  I think you could make it go either way depending on which guy you're rooting for.  Maybe it's just, "Aahh, I keep realizing that having two husbands is not shaping up to be the swingin' time I had in mind" ...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;B&gt;Same old song.&lt;/B&gt; Jennifer must've spent some time in the music business, she sure picked up on the fact that summer is the time to hit the waves with the same trite chorus over and over again ad nauseum. "Jack is the love of my life, but I love Frankie too. Jack is the love of my life, but I love Frankie too. Jack is the love of my life, but I love Frankie too." Surely she has something new to add to the equation by now? Problems won't solve themselves, and she has quite the problem on her hands.
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why?&lt;/b&gt; What is the ostensible point of dragging out the results of Jack's tests?  They leave in two weeks, they've been off screen for ten days.  This is the best use of the remaining time?
&lt;DIV STYLE="padding-left:40px"&gt;&lt;I&gt;Edit: &lt;A HREF="/2006/09/just-thought-jacks-test-results.html"&gt;Wait, I just thought of a reason.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family connections.&lt;/b&gt; Why doesn't Jack say anything about Stephanie?  Even when she finally comes up in conversation?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nurse or wife?&lt;/b&gt; I wish that there was a bit more of the selfish in Jennifer's asking to take Jack home.  I wish she wanted to take Jack home not &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; because she is worried about his health but &lt;i&gt;also&lt;/i&gt; in part because she just wants to be with him.  I miss the Jennifer who just wanted to be around Jack no matter what he was doing.  There was this line back in the scene where they find the Toscano key in Steve's house where Jack is denying an attraction between them and Jennifer looks right at him, tears in her eyes, and asks, "Do you just not want to be near me any more, Jack?"  And your heart breaks in that moment because of how sheerly unadulterated her wish to just "be near" Jack is.  I want that back.  I know the situation is a lot messier now, but the time for the complications was a month ago.  With just two weeks left we deserve the magic now.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thorns on the rosebushes.&lt;/b&gt; While overall I loved the bickering, there were a few things that raised an eyebrow.  Jack's "NOW look what you've done" line, I think it didn't come off right. Partly because it is not in recent viewers' memory that Jennifer would often bumble in on Jack's operations.  And even for those of us who remember, it hasn't happened lately, so it felt like it came back too easily to Jack.  I also don't know how I feel about the "I feel alive" stuff either, it should a fairly big revelation in Jack's ordeals, given how long he's been sick, but when that line came it didn't feel like enough of a Moment.  Just an excuse for him to pursue involvement in the story.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;

&lt;B&gt;Odds and Ends&lt;/B&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;&lt;LI&gt;&lt;B&gt;Fashion forward ... almost.&lt;/B&gt; Hurrah for Jack's dress shirt!  Nice collar, stiff collar, gooooood collar.  But Jennifer, oh Jennifer, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/320/200609070099_jensdress.jpg"&gt;that dress&lt;/a&gt; ... what did she do, raid a Fran Drescher garage sale?  Can't help it, though, like the hair.  The bangs are adorable.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;B&gt;Cue dramatic music!&lt;/B&gt; Did anyone else think that the phone call was a bit underwhelming?  I mean, here's this sudden shift in the focus of their screentime, a totally random happenstance from the characters' point of view, and we didn't even get one of those musical Dunn DUNNs?!  This is one of the rare times a Dunn DUNN is actually called for!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write it down? Write what down?&lt;/b&gt; Did the deep throat really say anything Jack needed to pull out a pencil and paper for?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;E for effort&lt;/b&gt; Why does Jennifer just stand there telling Jack not to walk out the door when she can just up and follow him?  That line could've worked if there had been a recent pattern of Jack running off against Jennifer's pleas of caution, but there hasn't been.  I was almost able to enjoy the seemingly classic Jennifer-ness of it, but no cigar.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's only a paper moon ...&lt;/b&gt; Why is it that all the one-off sets these days look so like sets? And not locations?  I remember the factory scene from back when, where Jack gets beat up by the thugs looking for the diary pages, and I so believed that was actually a factory, whereas I look at this warehouse and all I think is "television set".  I can't quite place why that is.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;One obviously positioned clue, coming right up.&lt;/b&gt; Couldn't they have made the photograph of the gun be fluttering on the floor somewhere?  Because that's the only way I can buy them not seeing that the darn thing was there the whole time.  It would be so easy!  Just put it on the floor!  And have them find it there!  What's so hard about that?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;

&lt;I&gt;Overall, it's clear they're throwing J/J fans a bone, but some of it actually worked.  Outlook's pretty poor for a good storyline, but we've been surviving on just moments for years anyway, let's hope we get a few good moments in before curtain.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115765065032443260?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115765065032443260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115765065032443260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115765065032443260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115765065032443260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/episodic-2006-september-7th.html' title='Episodic: 2006 September 7th'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115737642060900305</id><published>2006-09-04T07:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:31:24.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Second Time Around" - Episode 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I've finally finished the first episode of my first fanfiction, &lt;a href="/2006/08/fanfiction.html"&gt;Second Time Around&lt;/a&gt; (working title).  Er, almost.  There's this one little chunk that I couldn't hammer out, I've left it bold and italicized and explained in capital letters, it's not that consequential anyway, I'll fix it later.  I am starting with Jack's first utterance upon his return to the show in 2001, and then winging it from there, so some things are the same and some things are new.  As the story goes on just about everything will be new, but baby steps for now.  As in the actual episode, this covers J/J's arrival to the Paris airport, but I removed a lot of the goofy slapstick Jack stuff, because billyjill no dig that.  I am also holding off on Jennifer reminiscing fondly about Jack in the name of delayed gratification, and so instead I've tried to set up my plot here.  I'm going to have J/J spend more time in Paris after the coronation massacre, so I've got a few pieces to move into position, for now and for down the road.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;b&gt;Second Time Around, Part I: There's No Place Like Home
Episode index: 001
Air date: 2001 February 5
Alice prods Jack to go to Paris, since Jennifer will be attending the Von Amburg coronation there.  With a plethora of motives and a stolen press pass in tow Jack high-tails it to the Paris airport, where he, Jennifer and her peculiar plane seat neighbor await their luggage, unbeknownst to each other ... at first ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ONE. IN A HOTEL ROOM AWASH IN THE AFTERNOON LIGHT OF ROME, A MAN WALKS OUT OF THE BATHROOM IN A TOWEL.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;IT IS JACK DEVERAUX, NOT SEEN IN SALEM IN THREE YEARS.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Pronto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: I'd like to speak to Jack Deveraux, please.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: You got 'im, but if you got a complaint or a retraction you want run you better try AP.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: Jack!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Mrs. Horton?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: Jack, it _is_ you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was hoping I'd find you, do you know how hard you are to track down?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*a little flummoxed for words*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Well I do always try my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*cautiously but genuinely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Uhh, to what do I owe the pleasure? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: Oh, well, your letter, Jack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your letter arrived and I gave it to Jennifer when she got here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: When she got there, huh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Uh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What, what did she think about it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: I can't say, actually.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Right, of course you can't.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: No, you see, she's on a plane.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: A plane?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: To Paris.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Paris!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: Yes, I just got it to her before she took off, so I don't know if she's read it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: If I know Jennifer it'll come back with blue pencil all over it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Say Mrs. Horton, if it doesn't impede on your confidentiality commitments ... uhh, what's got her in Paris?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: I am glad you asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: medium none ; margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;TWO. JENNIFER IS BOARDING A PLANE TO PARIS.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;SHE TAKES HER SEAT AS TAKEOFF APPROACHES.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;FLIGHT ATTENDANT: ... and all tray tables do need to be secured and seats kept in upright position until we reach cruising altitude. Use of all electronic devices must be discontinued during ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Excuse me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Not at all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: I was afraid I wasn't gonna make it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Heh, yeah, gotta love those security lines.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Actually they weren't so bad, at least not in my terminal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: I just assumed, I'm on a connecting leg myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Oh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*he nods, and Jennifer thinks for a bit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; A connection all the way to Paris from little old Salem?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Oh, well you know, last minute change of plans.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Ah, me too, the last minute part I mean.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Really?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: There must be something about Paris that brings out the spontaneous in people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Aha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Least I hope so.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Oh you do, huh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: I hope I can let myself go a little, you know? I haven’t had a vacation in a while, the last one was, gosh, Lake Tahoe _years_ ago.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Pretty area, yeah, I know it well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Are you from around there?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Born and bred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*grins broadly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Nothing sticks with you like your roots.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Is that where you're flying in from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Not exactly. But my heart's there, at least the half that's not in Paris.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know, Gertrude Stein once said that America was her country but Paris was her hometown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*puts hand over heart sentimentally and smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Yeah, yeah I did know that. Kinda funny seeing how she grew up in Vienna.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Vienna! Vienna, now that's a town of a different color. No good old SoCal sunshine there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: I thought Lake Tahoe was in northern California?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: Uhh ... umm ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*shrugs and laughs fakely, nervously*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Guess I've been away from home too long, you know what I mean?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*suspicious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Yeah I know what you mean. Where did you say you were connecting from again?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*shortly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; I didn't.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*perplexed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I'm, I'm sorry, I shouldn't pry, I didn't mean to --&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;MAN: No no, _I'm_ sorry, it's just ... well, it's just random, don't you think? Like if I sat here and made you tell me what brings you to Paris.&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: medium none ; margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;THREE. BACK IN JACK'S HOTEL ROOM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: What's got Jennifer in Paris?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: I’m glad you asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*beat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; I didn't think anything I'd say would make you glad these days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: Oh, Jack ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*flustered by the sadness of the separated state of this part of her family*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; ... The coronation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Von Amberg?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: That's the one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You still have that nose for the hot story, I see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: You'd have to be more clogged up than the public toilet at a Mexican restaurant to not sniff that one out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*talking over Jack*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; So you _are_ going?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But why is she -- going?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Me?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mrs. H, you may want to sit down for this, but I'm not nearly the top dog I used to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*picks up a memo off a table and looks at it, thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: You mean they won't give you the story?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But you have to be there, you must.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Somehow I think your investment has little to do with reporting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*sets memo down and grins a little*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: Jack, aren't you listening?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jennifer is going to be in Paris, you could be there hours before her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*his grin turns wistful*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Lots of water under very big bridges.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: Jack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a terrible time for you to develop perspective.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*forces self back to cold hard reality*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; What can I say, Mrs. H.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes things end, that's life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;ALICE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Well, I had to tell you, Jack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That's all I can say.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You do with it what you wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*beat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; How are you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: I'm fine, how are you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The family? ... That's wonderful, really.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alright, it was terrific to hear from you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alright, bye Mrs. Horton.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK PUTS DOWN THE PHONE AND STARES PENSIVELY AT MEMO AS SOMEONE ENTERS THE ROOM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: Hey Americano!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You coming or what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s lunch, not a photo shoot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*grins wryly as he hides memo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sitting on a hot date, Pozzi?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: More like a hot story, or at least I think I am, and I’m not gonna lose it on account of you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Honestly, would I do that to you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: Honestly? It’s not exactly a stretch of the imagination.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*motions in jest as if he was clutching his heart, then disappears behind a screen to dress*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You wound me, Pozzi, you really do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Besides, haven’t you been working the beat too long to be excited by tabloid fodder?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: Tabloid fodder?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh Jack, Jack, Jack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If only you knew.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: I think I got a hunch.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tell me, Pozzi, how many butts did you have to kiss to land the coronation story?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: It’s called being a good reporter, maybe you should try it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Listen, nobody likes a smart aleck.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: A smart what?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Aleck, aleck, a smart-- nevermind. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*nonplussed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Hey, any calls?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Uhhh ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*fingers memo with back to Pozzi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; ... no, not since I got in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: There were gonna tell me if I got the story or not, the press pass just came in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Well don't look here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: I mean if I don't got it now that means they’re not giving it to me, right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: I’d say that's what it means.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: Well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Damn.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: They were gonna fly you over, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: You think I can just run off to Paris with what they pay us?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Right, right. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hey look, you go get us a table, I'll wait around a bit in case chief calls and then I'll be right down, okay?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" face="courier new" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: You sure?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" face="courier new" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Yeah I got a few things to take care of anyway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 6pt 0in; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI: In that case, thanks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know, sometimes you’re a real pal, Americano.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;POZZI EXITS AS JACK CRACKS AN IRONIC GRIN.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;HE PICKS UP THE PHONE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Associated Press, per favore ... Chief, it’s Deveraux.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Say, Pozzi told me to let you know he can’t pick up the plane ticket himself ... Well you know Pozzi, takes ages to pack, he's really such a girl about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*laughs fakely but convincingly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; ... Yeah, right, so I'll pick it up and drop it off to him at the airport, alright?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alright, see you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: medium none ; margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK PUTS DOWN THE PHONE WITH A LOOK THAT MEANS HE'S UP TO SOMETHING.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;HE GRABS A JACKET AND EXITS.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: medium none ; margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;FOUR. AT THE PARIS INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, JENNIFER AND HER PLANE SEAT NEIGHBOR, NAMED BERT, TOW THEIR CARRY-ONS INTO THE TERMINAL.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;THEY ARE LAUGHING CORDIALLY.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: I'm so glad you didn't hold my prying against me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;BERT: Me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*shared laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; You're a lovely neighbor. And I'm glad you didn't hold _my_ ornery tendencies against _me_.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: No I don't blame you at all, I'd worry a little if someone was trying to interrogate me too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There's still a nosy little reporter somewhere inside me I guess, I see a story in everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;BERT: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*moderately interested*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Reporter, now _­that_ would explain a lot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; I'm not in the news business anymore though.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;BERT: No? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*almost to himself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; That's too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*she looks at him quizzically*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Just that, you know, it's a big weekend for the press here in Paris, what with the Von Amberg coronation and all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: It's funny you mention that. You brought up earlier about why I'm here? I have an invitation to the coronation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;BERT: ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*definitely interested*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;_Really_. Seeing as how they just announced our luggage is late, could I possibly interest you in a friendly drink, Mrs. ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Miss. Miss Horton.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;BERT: Of course.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Miss ... Horton ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: "Jennifer" is fine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;AS SHE TAKES HIS OFFERED ARM AND WALKS OFFSCREEN, JACK CAN BE SEEN IN THE BACK OF THE SAME CROWD OF WHICH JENNIFER WAS AT THE FRONT, HEADED IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION. THEY DO NOT SEE EACH OTHER.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*to an airport employee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Pardon, parlez-vous anglais?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Yes, monsieur, I speak English. As the major global travel hub of France we at Paris International prioritize facilitating communication with customers of all different nationalities and languages.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Right, fine, excellent. Maybe you could use your linguistic prowess to inform me how late your world-class institution intends to be with my luggage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Apologies, monsieur. Press passes to the Von Amberg coronation were a few days delayed in being sent out, so there is a sizeable influx of worldwide media into the city today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: No kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*holds up his (Pozzi’s) pass*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Then monsieur must understand that this not only increases our backlog but also the likelihood of error.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: What monsieur understands is that there are exactly three hours and twenty-seven minutes left between now and the media blitz, in which I and a half billion other crazed reporters have to get across the city, check in with our papers, and shimmy into our penguin suits which, if I don't get my bags in a timely fashion, I am going to have to rent, meaning I'm going to have to wait in line at currency exchange, and we all know how time-efficient _they_ are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, can _you_ understand _that_?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: I ... er ... penguin suits, monsieur?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt -2.25pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*glares, then stalks off muttering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Forget it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: medium none ; margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;FIVE. IN THE BAGGAGE CLAIM AREA JACK HAS BEEN PACING A HOLE INTO THE FLOOR. FED UP, HE APPROACHES THE CLAIM DESK.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*before Jack can speak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Monsieur Deveraux, I'm sorry, we still don't know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: You don't know. Fine, I'm fine, that's fine. In any case I doubt I can get a prescription for Xanax on such short notice so maybe you can just do me a favor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That's a phone, right?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Right ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: And all your international baggage comes through it's own security, right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Right ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Well why don't you call them over there and see if _they_ can locate my bags?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Monsieur, it is the same everywhere in the airport.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you just wait --&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;OTHER PEOPLE IN LINE BEHIND JACK BEGIN VOCALIZING THEIR IMPATIENCE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Listen, I don't think you know who you're dealing with!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Calm down, everyone, please! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*to Jack*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I'll call it over, Monsieur.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you could return to the desk in ten minutes or so, I will let you know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*sighs frustratedly and heads over to airport cafe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER AND BERT EMERGE FROM THE CAFE JUST BEFORE JACK APPROACHES. ONCE AGAIN THEY DO NOT SEE EACH OTHER AMIDST THE CROWD. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Boy, were you right! Coffee was a _much_ better call, just look at this place!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's a zoo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;BERT: Gonna need all your wits and then some to get to that party of yours on time, huh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Mmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*sipping coffee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; mmhmm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, speaking of, I'm going to go see if I can expedite the baggage claiming process any.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don't go anywhere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;SHE WALKS UP TO THE CLAIM DESK. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 6pt 0in; font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Excusez-moi, s'il vous plait.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Hello, madame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Hi, hello there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Busy day, huh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: A little, oui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*smiles weakly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Well I'm sorry to add to your problems but I have this very important engagement tonight that I'm running late for and I was wondering if --&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: You are invited to the coronation and you would ask me to check if your luggage has arrived.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Oh could you possibly?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: You know, you are the only one all day to ask me about my day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'll call it over right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: Thank you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: The name on the ticket? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*holds out hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*pulls ticket out of purse, then stuffs it back in*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Actually, the name on the _bags_ is "Jennifer Deveraux."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*looking in direction of cafe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; But of course, not to worry, madame, your husband has already placed a request.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: My husband?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you su--&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Oui, madame, your husband.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'll need just one minute, if you will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;IN THE CAFÉ JACK IS ARGUING WITH POZZI ON HIS CELL PHONE.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;BY NOW POZZI KNOWS JACK STOLE HIS STORY, AND IS YELLING OVER THE LINE ABOUT GETTING HIM FIRED.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;JACK MENTIONS HOW BADLY HE NEEDS THIS ASSIGNMENT, BUT THEN HIS SIGNAL STARTS TO FADE.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;HE LEAVES THE CAFÉ CHASING IT JUST AS A CONFUSED JENNIFER RETURNS TO BERT AT THE CAFÉ. SHE TELLS HIM HOW THE EMPLOYEE AT THE DESK THOUGHT HE (BERT) WAS HER HUSBAND, AND BERT PRETENDS TO LAUGH ALONG THOUGH HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT SHE'S TALKING, ABOUT AS SHE THANKS HIM FOR CHECKING ON HER BAGS FOR HER.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;UNABLE TO RELOCATE HIS SIGNAL, JACK HANGS UP ON POZZI AND APPROACHES THE DESK.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Well?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: It is on it's way, monsieur.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Though your flight wasn't the earliest one in, we are pooling luggage from flights from all over and will be making them available all at once.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Good, excellent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Merci beaucoup.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'd just, just like to apologize for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*clears throat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; brusque manner before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Certainly monsieur, no need.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Though perhaps you would let your wife handle the public relations from now on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Wife?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;EMPLOYEE: Yes, wife.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm sorry if I've offended, monsieur.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Did you say wife?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 71.85pt 6pt 71.25pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;BEFORE HE GETS AN ANSWER A LOUD ALARM GOES OFF, SIGNALLING THAT THE BAGGAGE CAROUSELS HAVE TURNED ON.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;JACK RUSHES OFF, SPOTS HIS SUITCASE, AND THEN NOTICES WHO IS REACHING FOR IT.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;IT IS JENNIFER.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;HE APPROACHES.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JACK: Pardon me, ma'am, I believe that's my luggage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin: 6pt 0.6pt 6pt 0in;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;JENNIFER: No I think you're mistaken, see it says -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*she looks up and realizes who it is*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-- Jack!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 6pt 0in; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115737642060900305?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115737642060900305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115737642060900305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115737642060900305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115737642060900305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/second-time-around-episode-1.html' title='&quot;Second Time Around&quot; - Episode 1'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115736122887573069</id><published>2006-09-04T04:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T05:13:49.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Screencaps: 2006 Aug 29 &amp; 30 - Sami's wedding II</title><content type='html'>Jennifer and Frankie attending and then leaving Sami's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/29-30SamiWedding/th_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/29-30SamiWedding/th_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/29-30SamiWedding/th_038.jpg"&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/29-30SamiWedding"&gt;See all 46&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115736122887573069?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115736122887573069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115736122887573069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115736122887573069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115736122887573069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/screencaps-2006-aug-29-30-samis.html' title='Screencaps: 2006 Aug 29 &amp; 30 - Sami&apos;s wedding II'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115735730374694276</id><published>2006-09-04T03:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:32:36.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Screencaps: 2006 Aug 28 - Sami's wedding I</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;(With these screencaps I'd wanted to start all the way from the beginning and just work straight through, but I decided with the very little screen time J/J are getting lately that I would be darn lazy if I didn't try to at least keep up with the current stuff. Plus the new stuff is much better catalogued, clip-wise, and here I'll doff my hat to Norma a.k.a. CanuckDays, who has a great Multimedia section on her &lt;A HREF="http://canuckdays.com/"&gt;website&lt;/A&gt; including daily J/J clips from the 2004-2006 run.  I think I'll work on one classic episode and one recent episode concurrently from now on, but the old ones have so much more cap-worthy shots that this may end up staggering progress.  We'll see.)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

Jennifer and Frankie arrive at St. Luke's for Sami's wedding, and Jennifer stops to chitchat with Hope about Bo and Jack.  Inside Frankie asks Jennifer how she feels about leaving Jack at home, and she relates how confused she's been since he returned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/28PreSamiWedding/th_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/28PreSamiWedding/th_040.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/28PreSamiWedding/th_072.jpg"&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://s98.photobucket.com/albums/l243/jjcaps4/2006/08August/28PreSamiWedding"&gt;See all 72&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115735730374694276?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115735730374694276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115735730374694276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115735730374694276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115735730374694276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/screencaps-2006-aug-28-samis-wedding-i.html' title='Screencaps: 2006 Aug 28 - Sami&apos;s wedding I'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115647175851766707</id><published>2006-08-24T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:51:31.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Video: "Dance Me to the End of Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZqw5BAwHCo"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/200/mvidth_DanceMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;B&gt;Music:&lt;/B&gt; "Dance Me to the End of Love" (&lt;A HREF="http://www.serve.com/cpage/LCohen/lyrics/VariousPositions.html#57"&gt;lyrics&lt;/A&gt;)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;Music artist:&lt;/B&gt; Leonard Cohen (&lt;A HREF="http://www.sonymusic.com/artists/LeonardCohen"&gt;website&lt;/A&gt;)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZqw5BAwHCo"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Watch on YouTube&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm sure there are a bunch of dance clips videos out there, but I just had to go ahead and add one more to the pile.  After all, Jack and Jennifer do look ever-so-good groovin' to the muzak.  Plus, I adore the song, but some say Cohen is an acquired taste, so you'll have to judge for yourself.  I used the version that can be found on &lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00006NSH8/sr=8-1/qid=1156482713/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-4336552-1681720?ie=UTF8"&gt;The Essential Leonard Cohen&lt;/A&gt;.  I like it much better than the original album version, the back-up singers aren't so shrill (aren't shrill at all), and by the time the live version was recorded Cohen had aged so that his voice had taken on this exquisitely sexy gravelly quality, which works so well with that passionate violin.  The only thing is that since it's a live version the audience was audible.  I tried to snip them out but unfortunately a little bit of clapping remains.  It also makes the end fade-out a little sudden, but what else could I do.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I also didn't go in precise chronological order with the clips, because some of them matched up with the lyrics too well to be used elsewhere, but roughly speaking, the older clips are chunked into the first part and the newer ones into the second (the last part is from all over the previous two).&lt;/P&gt;I got help compiling a list of all the J/J dances from the great folks at &lt;A HREF="http://p207.ezboard.com/bthedeverauxclan"&gt;Devoted to Deveraux&lt;/A&gt;, so props to them.  In rough chronological order, we came up with:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;1990 At Wings, after Jennifer accepts Emilio's proposal ("farwell dance with your ex-boss"), to "When I Fall In Love"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1990 In the Loretta cabin, Jack pretends to romance Jennifer to keep her out of trouble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1990 On the Loretta, private tango lessons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1990 At the NY embassy party, Jack literally tries to waltz Jenn away from Alamain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1990 By the Alamain pool, white-jacketed Jack sets up a clandestine lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1990 At the loft, Jack tries to reconnect with a candle-lit dinner while post-rape Jennifer remains tense ("Lets think about you and me")&lt;li&gt;1991 On the rooftop, enjoying Jo's dinner as part of their post-train wreck reunion (Jack makes binocular eyes with his hands, Jenn's in an orange dress)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1991 Wedding reception, first dance as a married couple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1992 In her New York apartment as she stints on Calliope's show, a pregnant Jenn dances with a visiting Jack to "Wonderful Wonderful"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1992 At Wings, they celebrate to "Wonderful Wonderful" upon learning that Jack won't die&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1993 Spring Fling dance, as chaperones (I think)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1993 Old house living room, Jenn in a nightgown and sideburned Jack in a robe&lt;li&gt;1993 Old house living room, tangoing after Carly's party before heading out to scream at planes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2001 New house living room, dancing to the radio on a wary Jenn's birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2001 Tuscany, at Jenn's birthday celebration with Maggie and Abby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2003 Alice's birthday, a still un-reunited yet sharply suited Jack and Jenn sneak in a little sway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2003 Wedding reception, as the cameras of their talk show roll credits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2003 Bedroom, Jack's glowing ghost says goodbye amongst a montage to "Beautiful"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2005 Living room, "All I Have" comes on the radio after Abby's birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2005 Living room, partly seen through the window, after Jack putzes with a living will and "Stand By Me" plays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2005 Dining room, all dolled up before Jack attempts suicide with his pills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;In the unlikely eventuality that you want to follow along, the order in the video is: 1, 13, 11, 2, 6, 4, 5, 3, 12, 9, 10, 8, 17, 21, 15, 20, 18, 19, 16, 7, 4, 14, 3, 20, 8, 21, 1.  In the even unlikelier eventuality that you're wondering which ones are my favorites: 1, 3, 8, 20, and 21 never fail to make me sigh. It pained me greatly, however, to be forced to include anything from 2001, much less three whole times, though I'll admit the dances with Abby were sufficiently adorable.&lt;P&gt;Now, there are two that are (knowingly) left off: In 1990, Jennifer has a fantasy of dancing with Jack just before Emilio joins her at the community center.  I wasn't able to find this clip, after day upon day of looking for it, so I finally gave up.  I use the excuse that it's just a fantasy, but really I wouldn't care if I could just find it.  The other one is from 2005, where Jack is dressed up as a superhero.  This was &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; left out on purpose (does anyone really need to relive the image of a red spandex-clad Jack?).  Elsewise, &lt;A HREF="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115647175851766707"&gt;did we miss one&lt;/A&gt;?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;I&gt;Edit: Oh, just found one I missed!  There is a scene from 1990 where Jack and Jennifer are at some party, right after his premiere on the WATB news political crossfire segment, where Jennifer is trying to keep Carly's identity hush-hush and so two-steps Jack to keep him away from her.  The quality of my clip of it is a bit washed out, but it's still a fun moment and I wish I had remembered it. Drat!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;P&gt;Overall I'm a bit iffy on this video compared to the last two, especially because it was a little difficult figuring out where the lighter funnier dances should go.  I tried to place them strategically but I'm not sure how well I did.  I did like book-ending it with the "ex-boss" dance at Wings, because the scene was so gosh-darn sad and utterly romantic, which fits the sound of the song to me.  I don't know, maybe I'll have to give my mind a break from it before I can tell if it went well or not, after all I managed to take whole month to finish (that is, four days spread out over a month).  Oh well, &lt;A HREF="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115647175851766707"&gt;what do you think&lt;/A&gt;?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115647175851766707?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115647175851766707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115647175851766707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115647175851766707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115647175851766707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/video-dance-me-to-end-of-love.html' title='Video: &quot;Dance Me to the End of Love&quot;'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115614285916261110</id><published>2006-08-21T02:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:51:15.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You never call! You never write!</title><content type='html'>You may have wondered how I could've let the day of Matt and Missy's last taping pass so unceremoniously, without blogging even so much as a word about it. Not that it totally excuses me, but for what it's worth, I'd set off Friday morning with my family (the whole insane kit and caboodle, save one) for a road trip up to Canada, planning to say something about it when I got there. The motels up in the Great White North don't really believe in free wireless, however.&lt;P&gt;Come to think of it, motels down here in the States don't often believe in it either. So really I ought to have written up something Thursday night to send off before I left. Silly me. In any case, I'm back now, and I return with Things Of Note:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nearly finished music video featuring J/J dances. I'm nearly done putzing, I just want to make sure I've gotten the best clips in. It's set to Leonard Cohen's "Dance Me To the End of Love", the live version from when his voice has set all gravelly and sexy-like. I'm not sure who out there is familiar with Leonard Cohen, he's a great singer-songwriter (and Canadian too ... coincidence!?!), but incidentally that isn't a genre I often associate with J/J. This time it just worked for me though, the song is really passionate and sensual -- in my humble opinion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A very-close-to-being-finished first "episode" of my J/J fanfic, which you'd think I could clunk out a lot faster considering I've alloted about 7-8 pages for each daily episode. That's the average number of pages I counted up by pasting in a day's worth of J/J scenes from old scripts, so I am going to stick with 7-8 pages a day, 35-40 pages a week, and 140-160 pages a month in my fanfic. I'd hope to write a day per day, but I also had a lot of the initial storyline to plot out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cool hat from Canada. What? You don't care? Fine, but trust me, &lt;A HREF="http://www.globecraft.com/WebProductsS/40401.jpg" TITLE="My super cool Canada hat"&gt;it's super cool&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I'll also mention that I've got screencaps on the way for the next scene in the Diana Colville/Spectator storyline, I have just a bit more sorting to do, so you can sit on that. I mention these because I've noticed (thanks to my nifty &lt;A HREF="http://www.statcounter.com"&gt;Statcounter&lt;/A&gt; web statistics service *pimp pimp*) that the top Google searches leading to clicks on this site are for J/J videos, J/J fanfics, and J/J screencaps.  Well, by "leading" I mean they each had one or two, but if you add that up that's like a good 1/6th of all hits I've recieved yet!  Actually the leading source of hits is the "Random Blog" button the Blogger toolbar up there *points* has going on, I'm not sure yet if that thing is a good idea or a bad idea. Hrmm ...&lt;P&gt;Anyway, so you know, that's coming up hopefully tomorrow. Er, today, but later. 2:30 AM is never a good time to start anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115614285916261110?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115614285916261110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115614285916261110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115614285916261110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115614285916261110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-never-call-you-never-write.html' title='You never call! You never write!'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115612035092390852</id><published>2006-08-20T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:32:30.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New link added</title><content type='html'>If any one speaks Finnish, check out this beautiful Jack and Jennifer site, &lt;A HREF="http://www.geocities.com/vastakohdatviehattavat"&gt; Jack &amp; Jennifer: Vastakohdat Viehättävät&lt;/A&gt; (which I *think* means something along the lines of "Fascinating Opposites", but &lt;I&gt;please&lt;/I&gt; correct me if I'm wrong).  I don't know a word of Finnish so all I can say is that it &lt;i&gt;looks&lt;/i&gt; very pretty, and that the more languages Jack and Jennifer are in, the better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115612035092390852?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115612035092390852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115612035092390852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115612035092390852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115612035092390852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-link-added.html' title='New link added'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115588101681504358</id><published>2006-08-18T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:33:49.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guestbook added</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Last night I recieved a lovely enail from someone who didn't leave their name, and while I found it extremely gratifying that somebody felt this place worthy enough of a response when it's not even fully up and running yet, I was wondering if they meant to leave their message in the guestbook instead of sending it to me personally, because no name or e-mail was left for me to respond to (if you're reading this -- thank you!), and it really was a nice message and I'd like it if its destiny included more than sitting in my inbox for the rest of its days.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So I decided that instead of just using a blog post as a holder for the guestbook, I'd use an actual guestbook service.  So if anyone's out there (including the aforementioned kind soul), &lt;A HREF="http://pub35.bravenet.com/guestbook/2927872887"&gt;check it out&lt;/A&gt;.  Yes, it's Bravenet, and yes it's the free service, so that means annoying ads.  Sorry!  Me so poor!  &lt;/P&gt;

(Not meant to diss Bravenet, for all the ads they sure do well in a pinch.  Thanks Dave!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115588101681504358?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115588101681504358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115588101681504358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115588101681504358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115588101681504358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/guestbook-added.html' title='Guestbook added'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-116642865662702706</id><published>2006-08-07T02:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:34:38.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeline, part II: January 1989 - July 1991</title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/1600/timeline2description.gif"&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Blah blah blah it rocks blah blah blah&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;TD&gt;Jan ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD ROWSPAN="37" BGCOLOR="#202020" WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD ROWSPAN="8" WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;Test&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD ROWSPAN="12" BGCOLOR="#C0A780" WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Jan 03&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;Test&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;(T) Jack buys 51% of the Spectator&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Jan 09&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Jan 18&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD ROWSPAN="24" BGCOLOR="#DCA754" WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Feb ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;Jack and Jennifer first meet&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 16?&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 21&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;Emilio leaves town&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 23&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 24&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 27&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 28&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 29&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD ROWSPAN="1000" BGCOLOR="#000000" WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD BGCOLOR="#C68C29" ROWSPAN="29" WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;(W) Jennifer starts a story on Sally Wales' plight&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Mar 30&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Apr 10&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Apr 21&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;??? ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 02&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;(T) Jack brings Jennifer pink roses at the hospital&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 04&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 05&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;(F) Jack and Jennifer pose as a couple at Kim and Shane's party&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 09?&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;(T) Jennifer moves into the loft&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 10?&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 11&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;May 12&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;May 16?&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;(T) Jennifer gets to foster baby Hannah&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;May 18&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 24&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;May 30&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;(T) Jack and Jennifer share a night of pizza and wine&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Jun ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="100"&gt;Jennifer says goodbye to baby Hannah&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Jun ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Jun ??&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD BGCOLOR="#DCA754" ROWSPAN="15" WIDTH="28"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;/TR&gt;
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&lt;TD&gt;Jun 16&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/TD&gt;
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&lt;P ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;Can I quote you on that?&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="/2006/08/quotes-by-and-about-jack-and-jennifer.html"&gt;Quotes by and about Jack and Jennifer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;Soundbytes&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="/2006/08/jjukebox.html"&gt;The JJukebox&lt;/A&gt; - listen to some of the songs played over the years for the couple&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;They'll do anything for a buck!&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
Read about the different actors who've played Jack and Jennifer&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-116007687539321792?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116007687539321792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=116007687539321792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116007687539321792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/116007687539321792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/extras.html' title='Extras'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-116007471595930794</id><published>2006-08-06T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:22:07.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes by and about Jack and Jennifer</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;These are a collection of what I think are the most notable quotes by and about Jack and Jennifer, those that show the essence of their story and/or mark momentous events in their relationship.  Dates listed are air dates.&lt;/P&gt;


&lt;TABLE CELLSPACING="10"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="50%" VALIGN="top"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Quotes by the characters&lt;/B&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "I don't believe what anybody says, I don't even believe you! I believe &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you! And I believe what I feel, with my whole heart!"
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Mar. 09 1990, Harper's Parole&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "I'm tired of playing games, with you and me.  The truth is ... is that I care about you more than anybody else in this world.  More than anybody I have ever cared for in my life."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "What about Frankie?"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "Even Frankie.  He never pushed me away like you did, until he left.  And that hurt a lot, but what I felt for him, it faded away.  Slowly but surely.  And then, Jack, you came into my life and you were different.  And what I felt was different.  And the more you pushed me away and the more I got angry and the more I tried to stop caring about you, the more I realized it was just a waste of time.  I couldn't stop.  No matter how hard you pushed and no matter how hard I tried. I love you, Jack.  And you feel the same way about me, I know you do.  I don't even have to ask any more, I don't even have to wonder.  You do Jack, you were just afraid.  You were so afraid.  You still are.  Look at me." &lt;I&gt;(takes him by the chin and turns his face up towards hers)&lt;/I&gt; "This could be the end, Jack, for both of us.  We don't know what's going to happen next.  So if I'm right, and I know I am, can you please tell me?  Please, can't you just admit it?"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "Jennifer --"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "Look." &lt;I&gt;(she kisses him)&lt;/I&gt; "I understand.  I won't force you." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "If you can't say it ..." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "... then you just can't say it."  &lt;I&gt;(longer kiss)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "Jennifer --"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "Ssh.  If you can't say it, could you at least show me?  At least show me, Jack." &lt;I&gt;(Jack finally gives in, and they kiss lovingly)&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Jun. 21 1990, Cruise of Deception&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "You know, Jennifer --"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "Ssh.  You don't know how much time we have." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "Or don't have." &lt;I&gt;(she begins to unbutton his shirt as they gaze at each other)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "You know, Jennifer --"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "I love you, Jack." &lt;I&gt;(searches his face, waiting for a reply)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "You know, Jennif--"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;I&gt;(unwaveringly)&lt;/I&gt; "I love you."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;I&gt;(with increasing, whispered difficulty)&lt;/I&gt; "You know, Jennifer, y--"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;I&gt;(whispered)&lt;/I&gt; "I love you."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "You know ... I ... "&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "Know what?"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "You &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  You know.  You know I ..."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "I know."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;I&gt;(He holds the side of her face and kisses her tenderly, as they grow more passionate and move back on the bed. Unfortunately they are soon interrupted by the ship's intercom.)&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Jun. 22 1990, Cruise of Deception&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "You're not like anybody else.  You're unique, and so are we.  We don't do things like other people do.  And I'm glad.  So don't talk about how it's supposed to be because this is how it's supposed to be for us.  And I love it."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Jul. 02 1990, Cruise of Deception&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "Look, you know I don't, uh, I don't express my feelings very well, I don't put into words ..." &lt;I&gt;(sighs)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "It's okay, it's alright because you already said it."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "No I didn't.  You said it.  I just agreed with what you said.  I just ... love you, Jennifer.  I love you."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;I&gt;(she gazes at him with a gentle joy as he leans in to kiss her passionately, and they make love for the first time)&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Jul. 02 1990, Cruise of Deception&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "I've never felt this way about anybody before.  I knew I loved you, and that's what kept me going.  And I had to believe that you loved me, and that you were just waiting for the right time to show me and tell me.  Behind all those stupid fights and that smart talk and those bad jokes, this was here all along." ... "You were there all along.  The real you.  So gentle and so sweet." ... "You are, Jack.  I felt it every time you touched me.  There's no denying it.  This is right, this is perfect." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Jul. 02 1990, Cruise of Deception&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;I&gt;(sighs heavily)&lt;/I&gt; "I'm a coward. I say I want to live alone. It's a lie. It's the act of a coward. I was just afraid to let anybody near me." ... "When I got to know you, I choked.  I think I knew deep down that you were the one who was going to get in.  So I thought maybe you'd just get tired and you'd go away."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "Jack."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "But you didn't go away though, you just kept, you just kept plugging in there."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "I'm stubborn, remember?  You said so yourself."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "You just never gave up.  I didn't think there could ever be someone with so much love inside them."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;I&gt;(nods)&lt;/I&gt; "I do."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "I put you through a lot.  Wasted a lot of time." &lt;I&gt;(emotionally)&lt;/I&gt; "I don't want to waste any more."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Jun. 02 1990, Cruise of Deception&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; "Just say it if that's what you feel. Just tell me right now. Look me in the eye and tell me right now that you never want to be this close to me ever again. And you never want to kiss me again. And you never want to hold me close, and feel your arms wrapped around me, and listen to me breathe in the middle of the night and wake up to me the next morning. Just say it. It's as easy as that, Jack, just say it." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "Just tell me that's what you want. Tell me that's what you believe."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "This is not about what I want or what I believe, this is about what's b--"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; You know what, Jack? Why don't you let me worry about what's best for me, okay?"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack:&lt;/B&gt; "You know what, Jennifer, if y--"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer: &lt;/B&gt;"Know what, Jack?" &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "I'm a really big girl now." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "And I know what I want." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "And I know what I need." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "And I can take care of myself." &lt;I&gt;(kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "Do you know what you want, Jack?"&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack: &lt;/B&gt;"Jennifer."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jennifer: &lt;/B&gt;"What."&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Jack: &lt;/B&gt;"I know ..." &lt;I&gt;(long kiss)&lt;/I&gt; "I know that --" &lt;I&gt;(picks her up in his arms and looks in her eyes)&lt;/I&gt; "I know my back's gonna kill me in the morning but I know what I want."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Aug. 22 1990, Pre-Alamania&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/9mpj1lh1qs" TITLE="Listen to an audio clip of this quote"&gt;&lt;IMG STYLE="border:0px;padding:0px;margin:0px;" ALIGN="left" ALT="Audio clip" SRC="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l196/billyjill/blogadmin/audio.gif"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;B&gt;Jack: &lt;/B&gt;"Because you're right. Because I do want you. Because I do want to make love to you, even now. Even now. Because, I love you. I think I always have. And I know I always will."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Oct. 12 1990, Embassy&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jack: &lt;/B&gt;"Nobody is ever going to love you the way that I love you."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Nov. 16 1990, Alamania&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jack: &lt;/B&gt;"I hope we don't have to have brushes with death just to say how we feel. I feel ... I want you to be a part of my life.  And I want to be a part of your life, kind of like this.  In the morning, in the evening, like this."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Dec. 04 1990, Alamania&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jennifer: &lt;/B&gt;"Jack Deveraux is the man I love, Frankie. Every part of me loves him. All of it, and all of him."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- Dec. 17 1990, Angstmas&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jennifer: &lt;/B&gt;"It doesn't really matter to me where we live as long as we live there together."
&lt;DIV STYLE="text-align:right;width:100%;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;-- June 1991, Rape Trial&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;img ALIGN="LEFT" STYLE="border:0px;border:none;padding-right:10px;" BORDER="0" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l196/billyjill/blogadmin/jukeboxscap.gif"&gt;Also, you may have noticed a JJukebox widget at the side of the pages on this site: use this to listen to the songs on any page besides just this one (just note that the widget reloads on every new page load).&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And as always, if I've made any errors here, &lt;A HREF="/2006/08/so-what-is-this-all-about.html#contact"&gt;let me know&lt;/A&gt;.  I'm working on getting all the songs that were played during all of Jack and Jennifer's scenes, whether in a montage with other characters or in a personal moment of their own, but nobody's perfect of course and any help is always appreciated!&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="80"&gt;First aired&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD WIDTH="205"&gt;Song Title&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Artist&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1989 Jul ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Once is Enough&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Lyle Lovett&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1989 Aug ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/t6jcnt5yvu"&gt;It's Only A Paper Moon&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1989 Jul ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/lpbfo6mbnv"&gt;Love Letters&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1989 Sep ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Invisible War&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Julia Fordham&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Feb ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/i3tvpib6u9"&gt;Remember&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Harry Nilsson&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Feb ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/b14ft2jq7t"&gt;Going Home&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Kenny G&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Mar ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;As Time Goes By&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;??&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Apr 02&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/d726o2mm80"&gt;Towerblock&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Julia Fordham&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Apr 20&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/ghesxksonb"&gt;Rescue Me&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Fontella Bass&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 May 21&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;This Time Around&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Peter Frampton&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Jun 12&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/gbnigypija"&gt;Let's Call the Whole Thing Off&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Harry Connick, Jr.&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Jun 13&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hernando's Hideaway (instrumental)&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;??&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Sep ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/7tdnkeg7zk"&gt;Wicked Game&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Chris Isaak&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Oct 26&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/7yjebfp92g"&gt;The Road To Hell&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Chris Rea&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1990 Nov 14&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Fascination (piano)&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;??&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1991 Jan 25&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/083mq852cd"&gt;All I Have&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Beth Nielsen Chapman&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1991 Jul ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/n0pe60nbgs"&gt;I Love LA&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Randy Newman&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1991 Jul ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/utn5jmqcj6"&gt;It Takes Two&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Marvin Gaye &amp; Kim Weston&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1991 Sep ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/y2anpjltld"&gt;Show Me Heaven&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Maria McKee&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1991 Oct ??&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/ntbzv5xzgl"&gt;The Long Way Home&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Bob Seger &amp; The Silver Bullet Band&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1992 Jan 10&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/gv9h6vn7eh"&gt;Wonderful, Wonderful&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Johnny Mathis&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;1993 Jun 17&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/zadfyee2fq"&gt;My Guy&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Mary Wells&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;2001 Sep 21&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/4tl5k3tsh7"&gt;I Could Not Ask For More&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;Edwin McCain&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;2003 May 27&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/qt9rs446je"&gt;Fall Again&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Glenn Lewis&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;2003 May 27&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/jsx3g4gauz"&gt;If You're Not the One&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Daniel Bedingfield&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;2003 Oct 23&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/1q8c47sbpp"&gt;Beautiful&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Amy Grant&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;2005 Nov 11&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/qjiaon8qup"&gt;You Take My Breath Away&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Eva Cassidy&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;2006 Jun 29&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/68f6ic9n1x"&gt;I'll Never Let You Go&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;JD Webb&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;????&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/19uvuk9pvr"&gt;Baby Come Back&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Player&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;????&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.box.net/public/9ela92l0r8"&gt;Hit the Road Jack&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Ray Charles&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;/TABLE&gt;

&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;

&lt;B&gt;About the songs&lt;/B&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Once Is Enough" by Lyle Lovett&lt;BR&gt;
Played: 1989 July ?? &lt;i&gt;montage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-4082788234385086818?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/4082788234385086818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=4082788234385086818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/4082788234385086818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/4082788234385086818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/jjukebox.html' title='The JJukebox'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l196/billyjill/blogadmin/th_jukeboxscap.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115484695554360508</id><published>2006-08-06T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:41:04.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanfiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;The generative purpose for this site was to house my fanfiction, which materialized from several years of boiling dissatisfaction at how Jack and Jennifer were being written, especially under the auspices of Tom Langan and James E. Reilly.  I think many &lt;I&gt;Days&lt;/I&gt; fans have resorted to writing fanfics as a way to deal with how grossly disfigured their favorite characters have become over the past, oh, ten to fifteen years, and I thought to myself, Self, you've got decent typing skills, you've got some time on your hands, and you're sure full of enough hot air to get you through some thousand pages, why don't you go for it?&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So I am.  I've decided to write my fanfics in script form, in installments of daily episodes.  I am still deciding on how much it will correspond to the "actual" events that occured on the show.  Basically a lot will change in the J/J story itself, but I think I'm going to try to match it up to what was happening to the other characters on the show at the same time.  Unless what was happening was just stupid, which it often enough was.  I'd like to bring in other characters on a regular basis, I hate it when storylines get isolated to just concerning the same three people all the time.  And I'd like to bring in what fans have been missing for a while from &lt;I&gt;Days&lt;/I&gt;: character-driven plots, non-redundant dialogue, presence of family and community, realism, fresh adventure and mystery, drama (as vs. melodrama), and good old-fashioned romance.  So I suspect sooner or later I'll be veering very far from the "actual" events of the show.  I keep putting "actual" in quotes because part of me denies that the last five years ever happened.  Heck, indulging that delusion is the whole point of writing this fanfic, really.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Second Time Around&lt;/B&gt; (working title) - started: August 2006; unfinished
&lt;A HREF="/2006/09/second-time-around-episode-1.html"&gt;Episode 1 - Air date: 2001 February 05&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I appreciate any comments be they criticisms or praise, or both. Or neither! Feel free to leave thoughts about invidiual episodes on their individual pages' comments sections, or leave thoughts about the story overall right below.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115484695554360508?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115484695554360508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115484695554360508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484695554360508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484695554360508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/fanfiction.html' title='Fanfiction'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115484694035290211</id><published>2006-08-06T02:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T02:48:35.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE STYLE="text-align:center;"&gt;
&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD STYLE="vertical-align:top;"&gt;&lt;a href="/2006/08/video-i-love-you_06.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/1600/mvidth_ILoveYou.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I Love You (Faith Hill)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD STYLE="vertical-align:top;"&gt;&lt;A HREF="/2006/08/video-beyond-sea_06.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/1600/mvidth_BeyondTheSea.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Beyond the Sea (Bobby Darin)&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt;&lt;A HREF="/2006/08/video-dance-me-to-end-of-love.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/200/mvidth_DanceMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dance Me to the End of Love&lt;BR&gt;(Leonard Cohen)&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;

&lt;TR&gt;
&lt;TD STYLE="vertical-align:top;"&gt;&lt;a href="/2006/10/video-as-time-goes-by.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/1600/mvidth_AsTimeGoesBy.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;As Time Goes By (Dooley Wilson)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD STYLE="vertical-align:top;"&gt;&lt;A HREF="/2006/10/video-wicked-game.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1234/199/1600/mvidth_WickedGame.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Wicked Game (Chris Isaak)&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;TD&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115484694035290211?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115484694035290211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115484694035290211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484694035290211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484694035290211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/videos.html' title='Videos'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115484689094285588</id><published>2006-08-06T02:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:59:15.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Banners, buttons, and avatars</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;Banners&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="/2006/08/banner-nobody-is-ever-going-to-love.html"&gt;Nobody is ever going to love you the way that I love you&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="/2006/08/banners-garden-of-eden-passion.html#bannergardenofeden"&gt;As close as any of us are ever going to get to the Garden of Eden&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="/2006/08/banners-garden-of-eden-passion.html#bannerpassionchemistry"&gt;... it's passion ... it's chemistry ...&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="/2006/09/banner-simply-classic-his-girl-friday.html"&gt;Simply Classic&lt;/A&gt; (His Girl Friday)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115484689094285588?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115484689094285588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115484689094285588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484689094285588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484689094285588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/banners-buttons-and-avatars.html' title='Banners, buttons, and avatars'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115484685655998707</id><published>2006-08-06T02:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T12:47:00.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Screencaps</title><content type='html'>&lt;OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="I"&gt;Pre-J/J Jennifer
&lt;LI TYPE="I"&gt;Pre-J/J Jack

&lt;LI TYPE="I"&gt;J/J 1st run (1989-1993)

&lt;OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;1989

&lt;OL&gt;

&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click102"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(102,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;Diana and &lt;I&gt;The Spectator&lt;/I&gt; /Jennifer's Beauty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide102"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(102,0);return false;"&gt;Diana and &lt;I&gt;The Spectator&lt;/I&gt; /Jennifer's Beauty&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Jack spies Diana with Rusty at Wings, sees Rusty at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Jack overhears Diana and Roman
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Jo and Jack at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Vern convinces Diana to sell, Jack drops by
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Diana signs over 51% ... to Jack
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 09 Diana meets her partner
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 09 Cheatin' Heart throws Jack out
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 10 Jenn and Emilio practice dancing
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 10 Jack finds Rusty at the Cheatin' Heart
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Jack blackmails Rusty at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Rusty retracts at Diana's office
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Diana vows payback at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Jack pulls the rash story
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Saxton's hires Steve
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 18 Kayla visits &lt;I&gt;The Spectator&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 18 Diana's in-office beauty appointment
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Jenn and Emilio's sleigh ride
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Jennifer's Beauty will race
&lt;LI&gt;Jan ?? Steve outwits Jack at Saxton's
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 25 Jack gets Steve fired
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 25 Diana prints the rash story
&lt;LI&gt;Jan 31 Jack pumps Rusty for information
&lt;LI&gt;Feb 03 Press conference "Waterloo"
&lt;LI&gt;Feb 05 Jenn and Emilio make a bet
&lt;LI&gt;Feb 05 Jack and Jennifer first meet
&lt;LI&gt;Feb 05 Jenn tells Emilio about the article
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Paranoid Jack confronts Diana
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack stabbed at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Kayla tends to Jack
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jenn and Emilio's Florida motel room
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack visits Caroline in the hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack and Diana at the fishmarket
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Emilio arrested
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack's check-up at the emergency center
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack proposes a new apartment for Jo
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? A thief at the emergency center
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack and Steve argue at the fishmarket
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack's Kayla fantasy at Shenanigan's
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jack improves Jenn's article at Shenanigan's
&lt;LI&gt;Feb ?? Jennifer gets a byline, Emilio not impressed
&lt;LI&gt;Feb 22 Sir Jack of Deveraux
&lt;LI&gt;F/M ?? Jack sets up Kayla and Mike
&lt;/UL&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(102,0);return false;"&gt;&lt;I&gt;Hide&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click103"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(103,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;Cal Winters/Jennifer Lonelyhearts/Baby Hannah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide103"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(103,0);return false;"&gt;Cal Winters/Jennifer Lonelyhearts/Baby Hannah&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Jack, Di and the Dept. of Defense inquiries
&lt;LI&gt;Jack informs Roman of Di's mystery story
&lt;LI&gt;Jack accepts Jo's dinner invitation
&lt;LI&gt;Jack can't make Jo's dinner
&lt;LI&gt;Steve makes Jack come to Jo's
&lt;LI&gt;Dinner at Jo's
&lt;LI&gt;Jack visits baby Alexander
&lt;LI&gt;Emergency Center donation
&lt;LI&gt;Di catches Jack in her drawers
&lt;LI&gt;Di leaves town, Jack follows
&lt;LI&gt;Jack in Washington D.C.
&lt;LI&gt;Jack tells Di the MIA is in Salem
&lt;LI&gt;Jack breaks into Di's desk and calls the VA hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Alexander's christening
&lt;LI&gt;Kimberly and the MIA interview
&lt;LI&gt;Jack and Di argue about the the cancelled interview
&lt;LI&gt;Neil fires Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer in Justin's car
&lt;LI&gt;Jack meets Cal Winters
&lt;LI&gt;Jack mentions Di's "old friend" to Roman
&lt;LI&gt;Jack bribes Dr. Burke
&lt;LI&gt;Abe questions Jennifer about Justin and Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer, Adrienne, and Emilio's brakes
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer confronts Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;Eddie Reed pulls a gun on Jack
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer and Adrienne at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jack teases Di about a Hawaiian honeymoon
&lt;LI&gt;Jack calls Major Lee
&lt;LI&gt;Jack visits Nick in the hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer rips up Emilio's picture
&lt;LI&gt;Jack questions a call girl
&lt;LI&gt;Jack and Nick make a deal
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer and Mike chat about Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;"Love stinks!"
&lt;LI&gt;Jack visits Cal at the VA hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Diana tells Jack at the pier to leave her alone
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer attends Steve's blues concert
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer interrupts Jack and Eddie at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jack wants to tell Steve's side of the Nick story
&lt;LI&gt;Jack visits Nick in the hsspital again
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer, Steve, and Adam held up by Sally Wales
&lt;LI&gt;"Jennifer Horton's lonely hearts club band"
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer recognizes and vows to help Sally
&lt;LI&gt;Jennifer asks Jack to do the Sally Wales story
&lt;LI&gt;Diana persists about the Sally story with Jack and Di
&lt;LI&gt;Sally's court hearing begins
&lt;LI&gt;Di tells Jack her problems will soon be over
&lt;LI&gt;Sally is sentenced to three years
&lt;LI&gt;Dr. Burke gives Jack an envelope
&lt;LI&gt;Jack chauffeurs Diana
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack finds Cal in Di's office
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer asks Mickey to see Sally
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer visits Sally in jail
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack writes a Cal article for &lt;I&gt;The Intruder&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Sally has her baby
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack and Eddie pull guns at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack tells Jennifer that Sally can't keep Hannah
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer persists with her Sally editorial
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack refuses to print Jennifer's editorial
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer brings Sally baby clothes
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Roman punches Jack over &lt;I&gt;The Intruder&lt;/I&gt; article
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack visits Jennifer after a hospital board meeting
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack tries to make Jennifer feel better at the hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer tells Sally that she'll lose Hannah
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Sally and Hannah are separated
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jo asks Jack to help Sally's case in &lt;I&gt;The Spectator&lt;/I&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer quits
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack shows Jennifer his editorial on Sally
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack visits baby Hannah as Jo shows up
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack, Jennifer, and then Anjelica at Shenanigan's
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Cal says he plans to stay in Salem
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack spies on Diana and Cal's doctor
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack gets Dr. Burke to speed up Cal's release
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer gets her job back
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Anjelica tells Jack about Alexander's paternity
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer tells Sally that Hannah's in a professional foster home
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer meets with Mrs. Simms at work
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack salvages Jennifer's pier revival story
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? J/J talk in the hospital lounge, Jack decides to foster Hannah
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Doyle Archer visits Jack's office
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Cal talks to Jack about wanting Diana back
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Anjelica vents to Jack about Victor
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jennifer is hurt at the pier revival
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack visits Anjelica and gets word about Jennifer
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack helps rescue Jennifer at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Mike diagnoses Jennifer at the hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Calliope seats Jack at Blondie's
&lt;LI&gt;Apr ?? Jack brings Jennifer pink roses at the hospital
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? J/J pretend to be married in front of Mrs. Simms
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack convinces Jennifer of his scheme at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Shane and Kimberly's party
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack returns Kayla's earrings
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Mrs. Simms refuses because of Jack
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jennifer tells Alice about Hannah and the loft
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack meets uncle Earl
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jennifer calls Jack on his guilt at Shenanigan's
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack and Earl at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Di and Jack argue about hiring Cal
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jo's surprise party I
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jo's surprise party II
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack drowns his guilt at Wings
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack gives Jo her birthday present
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Mrs. Simms has good news for Jennifer
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? "Welcome to motherhood"
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack gets Hannah the wrong diapers
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack feeds baby Hannah
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jennifer brings Hannah to Wings
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack babysits Hannah
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack invites Jennifer to Cal's interview
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Cal's jail interview
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? J/J discuss what happened in Cal's cell
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack babysits until Alice arrives
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack brings pizza, wine, and bad news
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jennifer gives Hannah a new toy
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack learns Jennifer's gone to see Sally
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jennifer learns Hannah will go to her grandparents
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack explains to Jennifer about Hannah at the loft
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack comforts Jennifer when Hannah is taken
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Cal reams Jack over story about Roman's shooting
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Diana's arraignment
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack wants to tell Diana's side of the story
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&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click104"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(104,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;The Return of Emilio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide104"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(104,0);return false;"&gt;The Return of Emilio&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack assigns Jennifer a story in Washington DC
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack steals Emilio's note for Jennifer
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack and Diana call a truce
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jo says the Diana article made her proud
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack tells Abe and Jennifer that Emilio is back
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Wings' opening
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Chestnuts at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack brings Abe to Emilio at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Scott calls about the loft roommate ad
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack tells Roman about Di's power of attorney decision
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jennifer encourages Emilio before his job interview
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Scott comes to check out the loft
&lt;LI&gt;Jun ?? Jack's office fantasy
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? J/J find Emilio lying on the pier
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jennifer asks Emilio to move in with her
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Candlelit dinner for three at the loft
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack tells Jennifer about the internship extension
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack asks Nick to hire Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Emilio tells Jennifer he has a job
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack sets up a lunch with Jennifer at Shenanigan's
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Emilio gets ready for work
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack pays off a thug
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack offers to take Jennifer to Wings
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? J/J at Wings for Emilio's first day
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack drops Jennifer off at the loft
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack tells Jennifer she has the grant and internship
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Dr. Green tells Jennifer the grant came from Jack
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jennifer angry with Jack about the grant
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack apologizes and Emilio moves out
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Emilio upstages Jack's office breakfast for Jenn
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jenn asks Emilio out to a 50's bowling night
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Vern tells Jack about his Ferraro nomination
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Vern catches Jack practicing asking Jennifer out
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? "Love letters"
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jennifer learns about Jack's nomination
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Vern convinces Jack to attend the awards
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jennifer and Emilio and a radio at the beach
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jack wins the Ferraro
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? Jennifer asks Tom and Alice if Jack can come for dinner
&lt;LI&gt;Jul ?? 
&lt;/UL&gt;
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&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click105"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(105,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;The Gang Articles/Marina Toscano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide105"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(105,0);return false;"&gt;The Gang Articles/Marina Toscano&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Blah blah
&lt;/UL&gt;
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&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click106"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(106,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;Isabella and the Key&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide106"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(106,0);return false;"&gt;Isabella and the Key&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Blah blah
&lt;/UL&gt;
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&lt;/OL&gt;

&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;1990
&lt;OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Kayla Kidnapped
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Kayla's Trial
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;WATB/Engaged to Emilio/Stephanie Kidnapped

&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click110"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(110,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;Marrying Emilio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide110"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(110,0);return false;"&gt;Marrying Emilio&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 02 Isabella and Jack talk about her recollections
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 02 Emilio and Melissa tell Jennifer about their tour
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 02 Jack eavesdropping in Jennifer's loft with her nightie
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 02 Jack goes to WATB to get Jennifer better assignments
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 02 Jennifer's fake newscast about Jack
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 06 Jack meets with Arnie Leonard as Jenn and Emilio dine at Wings
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 06 A promoted Jennifer postpones the wedding
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 06 At the park, Isabella tells Jack she's going to the Salem Inn
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 06 Jennifer catches Jack shaking Arnie's hand at WATB
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 09 Jack crashes the Hortons' party at Wings
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 10 The Johnsons meet at Steve's when baby Stephanie disappears
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 10 At the pier Adrienne implores Jack to embrace his family
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 10 Jack comforts Jo at the hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 12 Jennifer comforts Jack at his office
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 12 Melissa suggests a fundraiser to help find Stephanie
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 12 Emilio wants to get to know Jennifer, and they set a wedding date
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 12 Melissa talks to Jack about helping with the fundraiser
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 12 Jack brings the WATB crew to televise the fundraiser at Wings
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 12 Jack congratulates Jennifer and Emilio about their wedding next Friday
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 13 Jack and Jennifer decide to do a story about Stephanie together
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 13 Jennifer convinces Jack to go on air representing Stephanie's family
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 13 Jack tells Jennifer he's planning a surprise for her wedding
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 13 Adrienne, Shawn and Caroline arrive at Wings for the broadcast
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 13 Jack speaks on air about Stephanie
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 17 Jack interrupts Jennifer's wedding dress fitting
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 17 Isabella's arraignment
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 17 Roman's interview at the courthouse
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 17 Choosing a ring at the jeweler's
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 19 At the courthouse, Jennifer wants to invite Jack to the wedding
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 19 Jack runs into Isabella and Victor at the courthouse
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 19 Alice and Jennifer go over the final to-do list for the wedding
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 19 Jennifer finds Jack at the Salem Presbyterian Church
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 19 The morning of the wedding
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 19 Jack and Vern get ready to carry out the plan
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 19 "Rescue Me" (the firetruck rescue)
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 22 The firetruck escape continues
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 22 Jack and Jennifer arrive at the cabin
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 22 Jack scares Jennifer into staying in the cabin
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 22 Jennifer undresses for bed
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 25 The morning after at the cabin
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 25 Running around in towels
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 26 A day on the ledge
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 27 "Orgasmic tremors"
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 27 Visions of the future sealed with a kiss
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 27 Emilio and Melissa rescue J/J from the ledge
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 30 J/J and Melissa see to an injured Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 30 J/J and Melissa bring Emilio to the hospital
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 30 Jennifer and Emilio talk in his hospital room
&lt;LI&gt;Apr 30 Jack and Jennifer talk in the waiting area
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&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click111"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(111,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;Hiding the Diary Pages/Pre-Cruise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide111"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(111,0);return false;"&gt;Hiding the Diary Pages/Pre-Cruise&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;May 01 Giuseppe Vitello visits Jack at the office
&lt;LI&gt;May 01 Roman and Isabella come to see Jack about the diary
&lt;LI&gt;May 01 Jack and Isabella overhear about Bo's paternity
&lt;LI&gt;May 01 Jack realizes his bedroom has been searched
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jennifer confronts Jack about their feelings in his bedroom
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jennifer tells Emilio about her in-hospital wedding arrangements
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? A threatening phone call interrupts Jack and Jo's conversation
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Emilio convinces Jennifer to delay the wedding a bit
&lt;LI&gt;May ?? Jack and Melissa learn of the delay from Jennifer and Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;May 04 Jennifer brings Emilio home from the hospital to a surprise party
&lt;LI&gt;May 04 Adrienne asks Jack to walk her down the aisle
&lt;LI&gt;May 04 Emilio's surprise party
&lt;LI&gt;May 04 Two thugs looking for the diary pages beat Jack up
&lt;LI&gt;May 07 Jennifer gets a hurt Jack out of the alley
&lt;LI&gt;May 07 Jennifer tends to Jack inside the warehouse
&lt;LI&gt;May 08 Jennifer gets the pages and takes Jack away from the thugs
&lt;LI&gt;May 08 In his bedroom, Jack retrieves the pages from Jennifer's blouse
&lt;LI&gt;May 10 J/J tussle over the Toscano diary in Isabella's bedroom
&lt;LI&gt;May 10 At the pier, Jack implores Jennifer to keep out of the diary intrigue
&lt;LI&gt;May 10 After chatting with Isabella, Jennifer senses she's being watched
&lt;LI&gt;May 10 Jennifer decides to move into Jack's for protection
&lt;LI&gt;May 10 J/J get to Jack's and work out sleeping arrangements
&lt;LI&gt;May 11 Emilio comes to Jack's bedroom looking for Jennifer
&lt;LI&gt;May 11 A brick through the window convinced Jennifer to continue at Jack's
&lt;LI&gt;May 11 At Wings Jennifer explains her whereabouts to Emilio, Alice and Tom
&lt;LI&gt;May 11 Jack and Jennifer return to his bedroom
&lt;LI&gt;May 11 Jack crashes Jennifer's bubble bath
&lt;LI&gt;May 14 Jack's trick in the bubble bath upsets Jennifer
&lt;LI&gt;May 14 Jack and Jennifer discuss their arrangement and telling Isabella
&lt;LI&gt;May 14 Jack and Jennifer chat with Isabella after Victor's visit
&lt;LI&gt;May 14 Back at Jack's, he secures Jennifer's secrecy with a handshake
&lt;LI&gt;May 14 Before bed, Jennifer asks if Jack believes that love conquers all
&lt;LI&gt;May 17 Jack has a steamy fantasy of Jennifer at his bedroom desk
&lt;LI&gt;May 17 Jennifer wakes Jack up and gets the Stephanie Johnson story
&lt;LI&gt;May 17 At the station, Jennifer gets an invitation to Ernesto's cruise
&lt;LI&gt;May 18 Jack gets his invitation and locks Jennifer in his bedroom
&lt;LI&gt;May 18 Jack finds Isabella outside Roman's office
&lt;LI&gt;May 18 Jennifer escapes out the bedroom window
&lt;LI&gt;May 18 Isabella grants Jennifer the exclusive on the cruise story
&lt;LI&gt;May 18 Jennifer tells Jack she's done hiding out at his place
&lt;LI&gt;May 18 Jennifer hears somebody following her at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;May 18 In his trashed bedroom, Jack finds a threatening message on his computer
&lt;LI&gt;May 21 Jack goes off to look for Jennifer
&lt;LI&gt;May 21 A thug harrasses Jennifer at the pier
&lt;LI&gt;May 21 Roman warns Jack about Jennifer's safety at the police station
&lt;LI&gt;May 21 Jack tells Jennifer they have to stop seeing each other
&lt;LI&gt;May 21 Jack hires Jennifer a bodyguard
&lt;LI&gt;May 21 "This Time Around" montage
&lt;LI&gt;May 24 Emilio gets the wedding back on track at Wings
&lt;LI&gt;May 24 Jennifer sees Dr. Curtis about birth control
&lt;LI&gt;May 24 At the hospital, Jack suspects Melissa's feelings for Emilio
&lt;LI&gt;May 25 Jennifer finds Jack's invitation
&lt;LI&gt;May 25 A Chicago booking prevents Emilio from attending the cruise
&lt;LI&gt;May 29 Isabella's interview at WATB
&lt;LI&gt;May 29 Sheldon's candlelit dinner for two in Jack's bedroom
&lt;LI&gt;May 30 The family gathers at Steve's for Stephanie's return
&lt;LI&gt;May 31 Jennifer jumps Jack and they discuss Guiseppe's murder
&lt;LI&gt;May 31 Jo asks Jack and Jennifer to babysit Stephanie
&lt;LI&gt;May 31 Jack and Jennifer prepare a romantic dinner for Steve and Kayla
&lt;LI&gt;May 31 Babysitting Stephanie at the office
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 01 Jennifer helps Jack dress for Adrienne's wedding
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 01 In his limo, Jack daydreams about marrying Jennifer
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 01 Jack and Steve visit Adrienne before the wedding
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 01 Jack awaits the bride
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 01 Jack walks Adrienne down the aisle
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 04 Jack gives Adrienne away
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 04 Jennifer is sad about her missed chance with Jack in the church
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 04 Justin and Adrienne's wedding reception
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 04 J/J talk after Justin and Adrienne leave for their honeymoon
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 05 Jack visits Jennifer's loft as she packs for the cruise
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 05 Maggie gives Jennifer the diaphragm left by Dr. Curtis
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 05 Roman, Isabella and J/J at the loft before leaving for the airport
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 05 The cruise invitees board the plane
&lt;/UL&gt;
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&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;&lt;span id="click112"&gt;&lt;a href="#jsenabled=no" onclick="showMoreAnything(112,'#?jsenabled=no');return false;"&gt;The Cruise of Deception&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="hide112"  style="display: none" &gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="showMoreAnything(112,0);return false;"&gt;The Cruise of Deception&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 07 Jennifer is kidnapped as Jack waits for her at an Italian restaurant
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 07 Jack frees Jennifer and they jump into the water
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 07 A wet J/J return to the restaurant
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 07 J/J reach their cabin aboard the ship
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 07 J/J talk in their robes and he finds her diaphragm
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 08 J/J continue discussing their relationship as their costumes arrive
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 08 A costumed J/J debate the legend of King Arthur and Guinevere
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 08 The masquerade ball begins
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 11 Mago's magic act
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 11 Jennifer wants to talk to Victor and Jack chases after her
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 11 Jack catches Jennifer dressed as a cabin boy
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 12 Jack decides to romance Jennifer to keep her out of trouble
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 12 J/J have a romantic dinner in their cabin room that ends coldly
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 13 Jennifer tapes a news report
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 13 Tango lessons
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 13 Casting call
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 14 J/J go over their lines on deck and have a brush with Victor
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 14 Play rehearsal
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 14 Jennifer comforts Jack on deck when he leaves rehearsal upset
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 15 Dressed for the play ("You look beautiful")
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 15 The performance of the play
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 18 Backstage interrogation after curtain
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 18 Jack comforts a frightened Jennifer in their cabin room
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 18 J/J agree to hide out in their cabin room for safety
&lt;LI&gt;Jun 19 
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&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Carly Arrives/SK Wedding II/Harper Returns
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;NY Embassy/Steve's Death
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Alamania
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Angstmas
&lt;/OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;1991
&lt;OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;The Rape Slap

&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Eve's Trial
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;The Great Train Ride Adventure
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Corelli Murder Investigation
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;The Rape Trial of Lawrence Alamain
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;The First Wedding
&lt;LI TYPE="1"&gt;Hawk
&lt;/OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;1992
&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;1993
&lt;/OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="I"&gt;IV. J/J 2nd run (2001-2006)
&lt;OL&gt;&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;2001
&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;2002
&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;2003
&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;2004
&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;2005
&lt;LI TYPE="A"&gt;2006
&lt;UL&gt;&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="/2006/09/screencaps-2006-aug-28-samis-wedding-i.html"&gt;Aug 28 Sami's Wedding I&lt;/A&gt;

&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="/2006/09/screencaps-2006-aug-29-30-samis.html"&gt;Aug 29 &amp; 30 Sami's Wedding II&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;/UL&gt;&lt;/OL&gt;&lt;/OL&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115484685655998707?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115484685655998707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115484685655998707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484685655998707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115484685655998707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/screencaps.html' title='Screencaps'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115555484135193529</id><published>2006-08-06T02:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T15:08:41.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Editorials</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Every now and then I feel that urge to step up on my soap box and pontificate -- what can I say, it's a compulsion -- but right about when I get both feet on the thing I realize I need something to pontificate &lt;I&gt;about&lt;/I&gt;.  Then I remember I'm a chronic Jack and Jennifer obsessive, and that very little in life brings me as much joy as the acts of compiling, dissecting, and articulating about them.  Ahh yes, that hits the spot.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;A HREF="#episodics"&gt;Episodics&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="#top12"&gt;Twelve Bests&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;A NAME="episodics"&gt;EPISODICS&lt;/A&gt; - Thoughts on episodes both classic and ... not so classic ...&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF="/2006/09/episodic-2006-september-7th.html"&gt;2006 Sep 07&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;A NAME="top12"&gt;TWELVE BESTS&lt;/A&gt; - The twelve best ...&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;A HREF=""&gt;... Things about the first wedding&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32256770-115555484135193529?l=thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115555484135193529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32256770&amp;postID=115555484135193529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115555484135193529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32256770/posts/default/115555484135193529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedeverauxpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/editorials.html' title='Editorials'/><author><name>billyjill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17342218618230308865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32256770.post-115483377231144328</id><published>2006-08-05T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:45:25.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So ... what is this all about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Good question. Since getting out of school I've had very little to do with my time (besides the applications and the job hunting and the apartment searching and ... um ... ), so quite unwisely I've inexplicably gravitated back to the soap opera &lt;I&gt;Days of Our Lives&lt;/I&gt;, which I first started watching as an unsuspecting wisp of a thing back in 1994. I don't know how I let it happen, but I let it happen, I let the darn thing hook me again. You see, I'd had a good number of years enjoying the fruits of my habit-kicking labors, but then I heard that Melissa Reeves would be leaving the show, and what with Matthew Ashford's impending release thus all but written on the wall, I knew I had to come back and see the final days of my favorite soap couple, Jack and Jennifer Deveraux.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Also, I have discovered the wonderful &lt;A HREF="http://p207.ezboard.com/bthedeverauxclan"&gt;Devoted to Deveraux&lt;/A&gt; message board, which has just the most amazing J/J fans and this awe-inspiring &lt;A HREF="http://p207.ezboard.com/fthedeverauxclanfrm31" TITLE="The WATB Library"&gt;collection of clips&lt;/A&gt; spanning a whole heckuva lot of the classic Jack and Jennifer story.  So by reliving some of the glory &lt;I&gt;Days&lt;/I&gt; I've had a lot to compare the crappy current storylines to, and that sure gives me a lot to babble about too.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Not to mention clips to screen capture and make banners and videos from.  I thought I'd go ahead and put them out for everyone to see too.  Lastly, I've hatched up a fix 'em style fan-fic to whittle away the wee hours of the night, which makes sense given that the whole situation can't help but conjure up "Gee, I know what I'd do differently" thoughts by the delux U-Haul truck-load.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So I came up with The Deveraux Post (trying in vain to come up with a clever newspaperesque name for the place) to house all these things: babbles (or rather, editorials, to give them a dignified -- and overly pompous -- name), screen-caps, graphics, videos, and the fiction.  There's really not much need seeing as how these all could be stored elsewhere and doled out on an ask-for basis, but I just couldn't stand by and let the departure of the quirkiest, zaniest, sweetest, awesome-est of supercouples just march along uncelebrated.  This little itty bitty corner of the great big internet is but the tip of the iceberg that is my great love affair with Jack and Jennifer, and I'd like it to be a sort of statement to their never-ending appeal.  Now and then I comment about other things on the show, seeing as how I'm as of yet still watching the darn thing, but there's a definite J/J slant to my preoccupations.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So stick around if you'd like, only please don't be offended if my opinions differ with yours.  This is just one fan talking here *points to the byline* and I never mean to imply that my word is gospel (except for when it is).  I welcome (adore!) discussion, just no flaming or trolling.  I'd much rather make like a J/J and bicker with love ;-)&lt;/P&gt;

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