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Original airdate: August 8, 1984
Of course, the man that showed up in the back seat of Joe's car, turned out to be Dominick. He explains that they have to start trusting each other if they are going to solve this murder-mystery together. Joe thinks that it would be a good start if he takes down his gun then, but Dominick says that he only wants to make sure that Joe doesn't turn around and blow his cover. He also suggests that Joe go over to the Capwell-house and takes a peak inside Channings old room. It has been locked ever since his death, Dominick says, and there might be a clue to the real killer there. Quite odd that Dominick would know this, huh? Well, the plot thickens I suppose...
Santana continues to bother Dr. Ramirez with questions about her baby, and she wants to know what happened to him. Sure, says the doc with a glee, but everything has a price. Luckily the truth is on sale today, and Santana is offered to get the whole scoop if she only agrees to give him some 'whoopee between the sheets' in return. Thanks, but no thanks, says Santana and starts to walk away. Ramirez is surprised that she's not willing to take him up on the offer, as he thought she were willing to do ANYTHING to get the truth. "I've heard enough to get the rest of the truth - and you will know exactly what I mean by that in a matter of minutes", she says and leaves the restaurant. Indeed, five minutes later, Ramirez receives a call from Santana. He hopes that she's changed her mind about his indecent proposal, but she just asks him to listen carefully. She then places a tape recorder next to the phone, and reveals that she was taping their entire conversation at the bar. Surely, the medical board would be just thrilled to hear about the good doc's bedside manner? Ramirez panics, and offers to tell the whole truth about her baby. Here's the scoop: C.C. Capwell came to the clinic and picked up the baby personally, right after the delivery. He drove off in a limousine with a mysterious lady in red. That's all I know, the doc promises. Santana hangs up the phone and fumes angrily that C.C. has known of her baby's whereabouts this whole time! That bastard! Grrrrr... well, he's not gonna get away with this! She calls him up at his house, and says she knows EVERYTHING about the baby. She's returning to Santa Barbara tonight, and expects to have a chat with him first thing in the morning! C.C. looks mighty worried...
As I reported in the last summary, Kelly was fuming mad at Joe and held him responsible for Peter's recent polo-accident. Well, today she's singing a different tune - Joe is completely innocent of any wrongdoing, and Peter only has himself to blame. "But Kelly, look at me - I'm laying here in pain just because I tried to rescue you from that murdering bastard", Peter says angrily. That's right, you only have yourself to blame honey, Kelly says to her hubby-to-be. She also adds that she doesn't want any charges held against Joe because of this, and Mason swears that he will treat the situation fair and square. Later, Kelly has a heart-to-heart with housekeeper Rosa, who also has been the only mother-figure in her life since her real mother died. (Rosa sure does deserve a raise if you ask me!). Kelly admits that Joe's return has stirred up some old feelings, but the wise woman tells her that marrying Peter is the right thing to do. "That's just it... sometimes I don't know what is the right or wrong thing to do", a troubled Kelly says. Later, she considers to read Joe's old loveletters, but ultimately decides against it, since she has to get ready for C.C.'s cocktail-party.
Shortly before the party is about to begin, C.C. enters the living room and compliments Kelly on the lovely dress that she's wearing. Surely, Robin Wright is a true beauty, but the dress she has on is quite strange-looking... it's very "puffed up" in the back-area, and makes her behind look HUGE. Maybe this was a cool trend in 1984, but it looks rather ridiculous these days... Anyway, Kelly appreciates her fathers compliment and goes to work on his tie. Speaking of nothing, how come you haven't remarried since mom died, dad? Well, says C.C., surely a lot of women have passed by my bedroom in the last couple of years (I'm just that charming), but none of them could compare to your mother, Sophia... she was my soulmate, and there's no one like her. How true, says Kelly - glad that she's still the only girl in her daddy's life...
Mason arrives to the party with his date for the evening - a hefty blond with a unique personality. "Oh, this place rocks! So where's the bar?", is her first comment as she enters the house. C.C. looks less than pleased and wants to know where he found this bimbo-golddigger. Mason snaps that he is fully capable of choosing his own dates without daddy's interference.
Then it's time for C.C. to make a toast. First he would like to toast his soon to be son-in-law, Peter Flint, who is resting upstairs due to his nasty polo-accident. "And then, I would like to propose a toast to my son - the next district attorney of Santa Barbara - Channing Capwell!" Kelly discreetly reminds him that his son's name is Mason, and C.C. apologizes for the unfortunate slip of the tounge. But it's too late - Mason is upset, and about to head out the door. C.C. stops him, and assures him that he didn't mean to call him by the wrong name. However, Mason feels that he has to get something off his chest - True, I was your firstborn, but I always came in second place. Channing was your favourite-son, and that's why you made him your namesake, right? Wrong, says C.C. and explains that Pamela (Mason's mother I presume?), wouldn't let him name the boy after himself. Mason isn't buying his fathers story, and fumes that he surely wishes that he had died instead of Channing... C.C. doesn't argue this point...
Jade is on her way to a party at the beach, and asks Joe for some fashion-advice (and boy could she use some...). Joe says she looks fine, but comments that her dress is a little too revealing for a beautiful young woman to wear alone at night. I'll be fine, she assures her over protective big brother, and goes off to the party. And Jade truly is the life at the party. All the guys are really impressed with her ability to tie a knot of a cherry-twig, using only her tounge... Everybody cheers, and then Jade is asked to the dance floor by some young John Travolta-impersonator. Later, the party-mood takes a big halt, when a young hooligan sits down at the bar and starts to make comments about "Killer-Perkins younger sister". Jade gets upset, and demands that he never calls her innocent brother by that name ever again! At this moment, Joe arrives to the party, and he's got something to say to everyone: He's and innocent man - and they will all live to regret their nasty comments! C'mon sis, let's blow this joint! Sure, big-bro - nothin' but sickos here anyway!
Back home, Jade is upset at what happened. Joe assures her that he's all right and offers a hug. Later, he suggests that Jade go on a vacation, and stays out of town until he has been able to clear his name. Why, isn't there's someplace where she always wanted to go? Hollywood, smiles Jade! Wow, that would be a dream come true for me! I'll go pack right away! Yahoo!
Celebrity-appearances today! In addition to the happenings above, we were also treated to some celebrity-appearances today:
Janine Turner
Janine has appeared in the hit TV-show "Northern Exposure", and also starred opposite Sylvester Stallone in the movie "Cliffhanger". Today, she ordered a pizza from our very own Ted Capwell, who's currently working as a delivery-boy in downtown L.A.
Renee Jones
If the lady to Kelly's left seems familiar, it might be because she's currently starring in the soap opera "Days of Our Lives", where she plays Alexia Carver. Today, she played a doctor who ordered Peter Flint to rest in bed due to his polo-accident the other day.
Tim Robbins
One of my favourite-actors, who starred in one of my favourite-movies; "The Shawshank Redemption", appeared in Santa Barbara today as that nasty hooligan who taunted Joe Perkins at the beach-party. I guess we all have to start somewhere...