>> Sheila: Mm. The new owner of Il Giardino, you really
have outdone yourself, Deacon.
>> Deacon: It's been a dream of mine for a long time,
but it's nothing compared to what you've accomplished.
>> Sheila: What's that? Maintaining my freedom?
>> Deacon: I-- I don't know how you did it, but you did
it again. You pulled another rabbit out of your hat.
>> Sheila: With the help of a very good man.
>> Deacon: Oh, thank you. I appre-- Oh, you--
I'm sorry. You meant your-- your boy toy, Bill.
By the way, you might have to find a nickname because
boy toy, Bill, little long in the tooth.
Come on. Honestly, are you telling me that you're in
love with this megalomaniac, or are you just using him?
♪♪
>> Eric: It's fine, don't worry. We'll--
we'll make adjustments. >> Steffy: It's only one
review, Hope. >> Zende: What does that guy
know anyway? >> Hope: Well, he's just one
of the top critics in the fashion world.
>> Steffy: Well, he's wrong. Your line is spectacular.
You, Zende and Granddad work day and night,
perfecting those designs. >> Eric: Now read it again.
It can't be that bad. >> Hope: "The new design team
for Hope for the Future shows signs of inspiration,
but it is a far cry from the artistry and innovation
under Thomas Forrester."
>> Thomas: Artistry
and innovation. >> Paris: You can't get
enough of that review, can you? >> Thomas: Look, it's not
like I want my granddad or Zende to fail,
but the truth is no one can bring out the life of that
line like I can. >> Paris: What are you doing?
Looking for more compliments? >> Thomas: No, I am checking
my messages. I'm waiting for Hope or
my sister to reach out and tell me how much they need me.
♪♪
>> Paris: I don't know if I've seen you this happy.
>> Thomas: Vindication. >> Paris: I know you'd still
rather be working at Forrester.
>> Thomas: Yeah, it is gonna be awesome when they ask me
to come back. >> Paris: Wow, you seem
pretty confident. >> Thomas: It's only
a matter of time before they rehire me, right?
And I know it's gonna be hard for them
to swallow their pride, but um, they need me.
And that lackluster review, that proves it.
>> Zende: I'm sorry. I can't help
feeling responsible. >> Eric: No, don't do that.
Don't do that. This-- this critic just needs time
to uh, adjust to the changes we've made in the line,
the changes in the look, you know. If anyone is
to blame it's me. >> Zende: Grandad, come on.
>> Eric: No, no. I have decades of experience.
I-- I should have been able to pull this off.
No, no. No one is to blame. This was a collaboration.
We all signed off on the final looks, but clearly
we missed the mark. And now we have
a limited amount of time to make it right.
And I am trying not to panic. >> Steffy: Don't.
>> Hope: Well, Steffy, we invested every resource
into making this collection a hit.
>> Zende: So we go back to the drawing board.
>> Hope: I mean, will that really help though? I mean,
I hate to say it, but do desperate times
call for desperate measures? Do we need Thomas back
on Hope for the Future? ♪♪
>> Deacon: You still haven't answered me.
>> Sheila: What? About the pizza?
I told you less oregano and a little more garlic.
>> Deacon: No. About your claim that you're in love
with Spencer. How is that even possible?
>> Sheila: Why is it so hard to believe?
>> Deacon: Oh, well, for starters,
he's not your type. >> Sheila: Well, I really
wouldn't have thought so either, but.
>> Deacon: How long has this secret little affair been
going on? I mean, you were living with me for months.
I-- I thought you were into me? And now you're with
Spencer, the most arrogant jerk on the planet?
>> Sheila: Yeah. Well, don't take it personally.
I know it's difficult to lose at love.
I-- I-- I know that. >> Deacon: Hm. But did
I really lose? And is your relationship
with Spencer the real deal? ♪♪
>> Thomas: You know, I lost so much, but you have
been so great to me. Your encouragement and um, well,
allowing me to crash here. >> Paris: Oh, hey, I enjoy
the company even though you make me late for work.
>> Thomas: Yeah. It's just, it's nice that someone
still wants me around. >> Paris: Well, I always try
to see the best in people. You made a mistake, obviously
a really bad one, but you regret it.
>> Thomas: Yeah. But nobody really wants to hear
my apologies. They kicked me out of Forrester,
out of the family, and I've lost my son.
That's the worst part. I miss Douglas so much.
>> Paris: I'm so sorry you're going through this,
but I can also see you're trying to be
a better man. And hey, things are looking up for you.
Forrester seems to need you. They're struggling without you.
♪♪ >> Steffy: Thomas?
Hope, seriously? >> Hope: Well, you heard
that review. The line is in trouble.
>> Zende: So we'll fix it. You, me and Granddad will
put our heads together and-- >> Hope: And what? Are we going
to pull a brand new line out of thin air?
>> Eric: Yes, we can do that. It's not too late.
We can do it. >> Steffy: It's a way better
idea than welcoming back Thomas. You just terminated
him and you said that you're trusting your line
in Zende's and Granddad's hands.
>> Eric: Have you forgotten what he did to your mother?
>> Hope: No, I haven't forgotten. And I won't be
able to forgive him for that. But this is bigger than me.
I mean, I have a whole team of people to think about,
their livelihoods. So I need to consider
every angle. I mean, I don't know.
Maybe there's a way we could do it in a way that hasn't
been done before. >> Steffy: What are
you thinking? >> Hope: Well, Thomas could
work remotely and that way he's not allowed into
the building. And he could communicate via email.
>> Zende: Really? >> Hope: It's an option.
>> Steffy: Wow. I was not prepared for this.
But as CEO, I'll consider it. But ultimately, we need
to speak to my dad before making any decision
about Thomas. ♪♪
>> Deacon: I do appreciate you coming here before open
so that no one would see us together, even though you're
a free woman. A lot of people though,
wouldn't be too happy to see us together.
>> Sheila: Heavens forbid. >> Deacon: Mm. So how did this--
this spicy romance with Bill get started?
>> Sheila: Oh, you want details?
>> Deacon: I'm a big boy. I think my shattered heart
can handle it. >> Sheila: Well, I was living
upstairs and I snuck down here one night and
Bill Spencer was sitting at the bar eating and
drinking alone, and something just
seemed off. I was wildly intrigued by that.
>> Deacon: Hmm. >> Sheila: When he left,
I followed him. >> Deacon: Back to his palace.
>> Sheila: No. No, to the beach. We sat in the sand
until sunrise talking. >> Deacon: Sounds like
a cheesy novel my grandmother would read. The Billionaire
and the Fugitive. >> Sheila: He really
surprised me. Turns out we're more like one another
than I could have ever imagined. Just both
misunderstood and-- and always under attack.
Turns out we both just wanted to be loved.
>> Deacon: Well, you know, look at you all-- all glowing
and stuff. Okay, great. You've got real feelings
for Bill. >> Sheila: Yeah, I do.
I really do. And I'm gonna spend the rest of my life
with Bill Spencer. >> Deacon: I'm sure
you hope you do. [ Sheila laughing ]
♪♪
>> Deacon: I'm just trying to wrap my head around
the idea of you and Spencer. >> Sheila: Hey, it was
unexpected for me too. >> Deacon: So tell me the truth.
I mean, were you just using me? I mean, not just
for this, you know, the-- the food, the shelter,
the security, all that. >> Sheila: No, I cared for
you, Deacon. And I still do. >> Deacon: Now, you're moving
on with Spencer. >> Sheila: It's-- it's not
that I didn't enjoy every minute with you.
>> Deacon: How could you not? I treated you like a queen.
>> Sheila: You were a very, very giving roommate.
>> Deacon: I've heard that before. I have. Yeah. But--
And where's it gotten me? You know, single. And I--
When-- Bill and me, I'm just curious, you know,
how do I measure up? >> Sheila: Um.
>> Deacon: Come on. >> Sheila: You-- you measure
up just fine. >> Deacon: Boom! I knew it!
>> Sheila: You do not have to feel less.
>> Deacon: Haha. And I don't. Hey, tell me, does he do
that little thing with it? >> Sheila: Oh. Uh-huh.
You know, a lady doesn't kiss and tell.
>> Deacon: This has been a crazy ride, hasn't it?
I mean, you show up at my place, a desperate jail bird.
You got nowhere to go. No place to stay.
Now, look at you. You're free as a bird.
Living in Spencer's mansion. Miracles do happen.
>> Sheila: Miracles don't just happen.
I make them happen. I do. >> Deacon: I know.
[ Sheila laughing ] ♪♪
[ Hope sighing ] >> Paris: Hey.
>> Hope: Oh, Paris. Hi. >> Paris: Sorry again
for missing the meeting. >> Hope: It's fine.
It's been a pretty stressful day for everyone.
>> Paris: What's going on? Oh, right. The review
on the latest collection is supposed to come in today.
>> Hope: Yeah, it already did. >> Paris: Not good?
>> Hope: The critic wasn't too impressed.
>> Paris: Oh, no. That sucks. Did they say why?
>> Hope: Um, basically, it is pretty clear what the
problem is. And that is that--
>> Paris: Zende and Eric aren't Thomas.
♪♪ >> Steffy: Obviously,
Pierre has been in business for years, but it's the
first he's seen of many new designs.
There is so much more to come, so many surprises.
Do you mind if I-- I call you back? Thanks.
Thomas, what are you doing here?
>> Thomas: It's okay. Charlie didn't see me.
I snuck in, so nobody knows I'm here.
>> Steffy: I do. >> Thomas: So what?
Dad's out of town and Granddad is having his
afternoon pickleball date with Donna right now.
>> Steffy: You shouldn't be here. You know that.
>> Thomas: By that sound of that phone call.
>> Steffy: Oh, you're eavesdropping?
>> Thomas: I read that piece on Hope for the Future
and Steffy, I am sorry that you're having to do
all this damage control. >> Steffy: Thomas, it's not
your business anymore. God, I can't-- I can't deal
with you right now. Timing couldn't be worse.
>> Thomas: Actually, hearing the spin that you're trying
to put on that bad review seems like my timing
couldn't be any better. ♪♪
>> Deacon: So then you admit it.
You worked your charm. You made it happen with Bill.
>> Sheila: Actually, it-- it happened organically.
You know how it is when you open up to somebody and--
and you're talking about your life and-- and what
you like and-- and your wants and your needs.
Kinda what-- what lights you up. >> Deacon: Kinda thought
that's what we were doing not too long ago back
at my palatial estate. >> Sheila: Actually I really
liked that little place. You know what, now that you
are a restaurateur, I'm sure you're going to have
your own estate in no time. >> Deacon: We'll see.
>> Sheila: You know, I-- I really...
I look back fondly at all those hidden moments
that we had together. >> Deacon: Okay. Sheila, you
can't say anything about that. >> Sheila: I know.
>> Deacon: I mean it. I-- I-- Especially, especially
for Hope. Nothing. >> Sheila: No, quite honestly,
I really don't want Bill to know that we were rooming
together either. >> Deacon: We were sleeping
together in the bed, the couch.
>> Sheila: Oh, okay. Okay. Yeah.
>> Deacon: Against the wall, in the kitchen.
>> Sheila: Uh-huh. Yeah. I-- I remember quite vividly.
>> Deacon: Oh, I bet you do, honey. You ain't
never gonna forget. >> Sheila: No. No. We have
a lot of romantic moments, but you know what was really
special to me is when you came to see me in jail.
>> Deacon: Thought I'd be doing that for years.
>> Sheila: I really do appreciate it.
>> Deacon: All right. All right. Look, I-- I--
I gotta ask, with you and Spencer, I-- I get it,
your feelings are legit. You're not playing the guy.
>> Sheila: Sorry to disappoint. >> Deacon: He's just so full
of himself. I mean, are you-- are you really that tight?
>> Sheila: I thought I made myself perfectly clear,
Deacon.
I hope you enjoyed that because that is never
gonna happen again. I don't wanna do anything
that'll risk what I have right now.
>> Deacon: Then why did you come here?
>> Sheila: I wanted to tell you about Bill and me.
And I-- I wanted-- I wanted to congratulate you
or you know what? Maybe I should be saying
congratulazi-- um, congratulazi--.
>> Deacon: Are you trying to say congratulazioni?
mouth more. >> Sheila: No. Yes.
>> Deacon: You can do it. >> Sheila: That's what
I wanted to say. >> Deacon: Brava.
♪♪ >> Paris: Well, for what
it's worth, I thought the collection was beautiful.
>> Hope: Thank you. I did too. And you know, obviously
we were trying to pick up where we left off with
the previous collection, but I guess we just did not
recapture that magic. >> Paris: I don't mean
to pry, but are you considering asking Thomas
to come back and design for Hope for the Future?
♪♪ >> Thomas: Take a look at
what I've come up with. >> Steffy: Thomas, you don't
work here anymore. >> Thomas: Yes, I know that.
But maybe, just maybe, these will change that.
Just look, they're for Hope for the Future.
They're good, sis. No, scratch that.
They are great. They're exactly what Hope's
line needs. It's a shame they're not
in production right now. >> Steffy: Well, you know
why, Thomas. >> Thomas: Yeah, I get it.
Everyone's mad at me, but I still care about the line.
>> Steffy: And Hope? >> Thomas: Yes, I care about
Hope, but not like that. Steffy, look, I know that
I screwed up, all right? But I-- I can't be, like,
banished forever. I mean, that review shows
how much Hope and her line needs me right now.
I mean, what? Am-- am I supposed to be like
never forgiven, never brought back into
the line, never brought back into the family?
Look, yeah. I-- I used an app to try and reunite our parents.
>> Steffy: You say it so casually, Thomas.
Do you not have any remorse? >> Thomas: Of course I have
remorse and I'm very sorry for what I did. All right.
But what about Brooke and all the years of pain
and heartache that she's brought on our family?
I'm not asking for a full pardon.
I know it's gonna take a while for me to regain
everyone's confidence, but at least let me be
a part of the family business. >> Steffy: It's not that
simple, Thomas. >> Thomas: Look, you know
that I am artistic and creative types can be
a little obsessive. >> Steffy: You took it to
a whole new level. >> Thomas: Yeah, I did.
I went way overboard and I never should have.
I'm so sorry, Steffy. I-- I-- It-- it pains me so much
that I hurt you, that I hurt Douglas,
but come on, please give me another chance. I mean,
you-- you have the power, right? You're co-CEO with Dad.
You could bring me back into the family and you could
give me a chance here. I mean... Please tell me that
I still have a place here. Tell me that I can still be
a part of Forrester Creations. ♪♪